Sad Night - Sibyl's dead

Our pug Sibyl died last night. She was a wonderful dog. Kind, nurturing, well-mannered. She came to us three years ago from a home in which she was neglected and unloved. But at least she left this earth with a family that truly loved her.

As with Penelope, euthenizing a Sibyl was a painful experience. She had gotten to the point where she was gasping for breath and barely able to breathe. I couldn't stand to see her struggle anymore, so Mike and I decided to release her from her suffering. We cried and said goodbye and rubbed her head as she took her final breath.

Things I'll miss about Sibyl:
-her huge tongue that was always hanging out of her mouth because it was too long to be contained
-the way that huge tongue would get dry and sandpapery from being exposed to the air for so long
-the way she would spend up to 40 minutes licking my legs
-how she would press her head hard into my hands and lean into them when I pet her and rubbed her ears
-how cute she was in her Caesar costume
-how she was always trying to lick the inside of the other dogs' ears
-her excited low woo woo bark when she wanted to be released from the kitchen
-the way she begged for food so politely, never pawing or barking, just staring up with her big brown eyes
-her massive and utterly distinctive underbite
- her barrel chest which, combined with the underbite, always lead people to think she was a boy dog

She was lovely. I hope she's happy and playing with Penelope right now.