When death is beautiful, it really is.

Jeneane has a beautiful post today about having two pet dogs put to sleep.

It brought back my own sadness when we had our childhood pet labrador Mandy put down. I was 14 at the time but went into the vet's surgery with my Dad. I held and stroked her as the vet gave her the injection and as he did so she raised her and head and looked me straight in the eye.

I am convinced that she knew what was happening and I will never forget the peaceful and gentle look she gave me.