I just got back from the vet's office where we had to put our 15 year old Mini Daschund to sleep. I am really hurting right now. She was diagnosed with cancer of the lining of her chest cavity back in May 05, and at that time, the vet thought she would only make it another couple of months. I guess she fooled him. She made it a year and 3 months. She had been on two lasix tablets a day for about the last 6 months in an effort to help her get rid of the fluid that was building up in her lungs and chest cavity. This morning she was breathing pretty good, but this afternoon when I came in from the golf course, her breathing was very labored, and I could tell she was starting to suffer. I could not stand to see that, so I called the vet, and he confirmed what I suspected, it was time to let her go. I haven't cried this hard in a long time. We got her when she was about 4 months old, and got to enjoy her for 15 years. She slept between my wife and me at night, and had since the day we brought her home. If you are drinking tonight, tip one back in memory of Miss Sophe' Clara Ricks, the best weenie dog in the whole world. Sophe', I sure am gonna miss you girl. Bye-Bye. Keep me and my wife in your thoughts as we go through this difficult time. I always hated to read threads like this knowing what was eventually going to happen with her, but now I am the one having to type one. Think I'll go cry a little more, then drink a cold beer in memory of my best friend that I just lost. Thanks buddies.