My puppy, Milo, hasn't been doing well these last few years with the cold. Mom has mentioned to put him down after Christmas. I love him so much, it breaks my heart to kill him. Sure, I'm putting him out of his misery, but I'm also destroying him as his best friend. Everything he's done for me, and just being a dog. He's 11 years old, and my best friend. My boyfriend claims I love Milo more than I love him. (And I do.) What am I to do without him? I feel so heartbroken. I feel down everyday thinking that I will loose my best friend, and never see him again. All I can tell myself is that it's for the best. I tell him I love him everyday. I pray that he knows I love him. Aaron, my boyfriend, says he knows Milo loves me by the way Milo looks at me. He's my true love. I've spoiled him rotten in the passed few weeks too. I took him to PetCo for the first time. He didn't know what to do. LOL I also take him out for walks and give him special treats. I know he loves chocolate and peanut butter so I figure I will give him a peanut butter cup before we go into the vet's. Hehe. Having a dog die before is very hard, expecially when that dog is your best friend and ally. I wont have time for another. I'm too busy as it is. I just feel empty and lonely.. knowing the fate.

I dont mean to tresspass, nor to hurt any animal. I'm a huge animal lover and have been in more trouble rescuing animals. I'm not going hate, becuase of the season, but I do want to know if I was wrong in helping this animal.

My boyfriend, brother, and I were at Cherry Springs this Saturday taking a walk and looking for a spot to have lunch. We pulled into the parking lot to see a little lab in the parking lot. My boyfriend almost hit it while parking. He was a friendly dog and followed us around happily. I didn't have a problem with the dog and love dogs. He looked hungry though. I checked the collar to see where he lived. There were 3 tags with his adress, phone number, and name on them. I was excited, thinking that someone must have lost him. I felt like it was my duty to help this dog get home. That's all I'd want from anyone. I didn't want him to get lost and freeze to death. Other people saw us so I asked them if it was their dog, they said no but showed alot of concern for him. My brother began to fear the family was lost and cold somewhere. I began eating som jerky. The dog was thin so I offered him a peice. I disregarded all my knowledge for hungry animals becuase he was so friendly. He jumped up and bit my hand to get the jerky. I felt awful for it. I wanted to take it home and give it a bowl of dog food.

He got into my boyfriend's truck easily and willingly. We found his home easily, but didn't feel welcome to give him back. I was intimidated by all the "No Tresspassing" signs. I took the dog to the front door and knocked on it. Nothing. There was a leash tied to a bar to I tied him there. I didn't want him to try to follow me and get hit by a car. I didn't like tied there becuase he could hang himself. As I walked back to the truck, I saw a doghouse and another, longer chain. So I moved the dog to that chain thinking he could get to the water if he needed to. I also called the number and left a message. The dog didn't want to leave. It tried to jump in the truck and when it did it refused to come out. Later I called but no one answered. I honestly thought they were on vaccation and he'd gotten out. I didn't want him to starve or get cold, but I didn't feel it was my place to remove a dog from his home and take him home to make sure he was okay. Instead, my boyfriend took me back up there and we gave him some pet snacks, hoping that'd hold him over till the owners got home.

The next morning, this morning, I called the home back just to make sure some one was there to care for him. I was shocked to find a wild lady on the other end claiming I tried to kill her dog. She wouldn't let me defend myself. She hung up, calling me again, appologising for not explaining to me... I guess how mad she was. She began to say that the dog almost froze in negitive 20 degree weather, that he was tied up too tight, and that she was very afraid when she came home. She said that he'd lived there 3 years and never gotten hit and always goes down to cherry springs. She didnt' thank me, nor say how tramatic it would have been for her children never to see their dog again. Instead, she acused me of the other. She said I could have killed thier dog by tying it up. I tried to defend myself only to find myself in tears what I was being accused of. She said that he'd never get hit by a car becuase he is always around them. My boyfriend's dog was hit and it always spent time around cars. I just wanted to make sure the dog was fine. Instead, I was the one who almost killed it.

Was I wrong in taking the dog home? Was I wrong in worrying about him all night long? I was wrong in calling them back? What did I do wrong? I just wanted to help, do a good deed, and make some one happy. I guess I did the opposite. I'm temped to sew the lady because the dog bite me, but he was only hungry. I dont want to hurt her kids by taking thier doggy away, but some guy in a car might one day. She also got mad for tresspassing... but wasn't I tresspassing for a good deed? Am I the bad guy?