It was bound to happen. Our dog, my shop dog, got old and we had to put her down Friday. She was a Chocolate Lab and adopted our family after being traded between 3 previous families. 2 months before we were adopted we had put down our 10 year old Great Dane and I was not really ready for another dog quite yet but the price was right. I really did not have much to do with her but as time passed she chose me to be her companion over the other family members and I grew very fond of her. She was a natural in the shop and I often found her under a pile of shavings at the far side of the planer. She loved laying out in the shop with me and keeping all the cats and squirrels at a safe distant. She never met a person that she did not like. But, as I mentioned, she got old and arthritis started to take its toll starting about a year ago. Little by little she had more trouble getting up and down but never showed any sign of being in pain. At Thanksgiving last month a 2 year old nephew crawled all over her with never any sign of discomfort or disapproval. This month she turned 14 years old. She was a great dog and I'll miss her for a long time to come.
Because a new dog helps to relieve the pain of a lost friend we got a new family companion today. We went for a Great Dane again and let her spend some time in the shop this after noon. She watched with interest and curiosity. She was 2 months old yesterday.