Today, one of my neighbor's took me out for breakfast. The last two months, I have really spent most of my time with Jude. He would get anxious if I wasn't home, and I would never leave him alone once he got sick. He knew something was wrong. It was hard leaving the house today, feeling like I was leaving someone behind. Last night his previous owner called to see how I was. I thought that was so wonderful of her. She had a loss too. She knows how much we all loved him. I never had to deal with the "final decision" before. I did help my neighbor when her son had to take their beloved bichon to the vet for her final visit. She wasn't home and I went with her son for support. At that time, I never dreamed I would be facing the same situation so soon. I can't say enough about having someone come to your home, where your pet is comfortable, warm and cozy. It was so much more dignified for Jude than to walk into an office and an exam room.