I've got three dogs back home at my parents, and while I have not lived with them for some time now -- aside from great long summer and winter breaks from school (which unfortunately must come to an end now that law school is over) -- I have always considered them mine. I'm certain that no one in my family can communicate with them better than me. They are truly the reason that I love going home so much. My oldest dog, unfortunately, was stricken with a mouth tumor a couple of months ago. I was the one that spotted it during a trip home. She's almost 13, so I didn't want to put her through extreme surgery, and opted only to have the doctors superficially remove the tumor. We had a wonderful 4 weeks together when I was home -- she recovered from the surgery quickly. But -- and it happened more quickly than I had hoped -- things apparently got really bad a couple of days ago. The tumor had grown back aggressively, she had lost 12 pounds in 5 weeks (she is a retriever), and on Tuesday my family will be putting her down. I am 3000 miles away and getting married on Saturday. It's not realistic to be with her right now and it is killing me. I really made sure to say goodbye when I left last time, but I didn't want it to be my last time with her. It looks like it was, though. I know it may be silly to be talking about this in the forum, but I thought that it'd be nice to just give her a tribute thread and to ask all of you to keep her -- Senora -- in your thoughts. She was really the most stylish dog in the world. The perfect shade of brown. The shade of brown that I will always be looking for, without success, when I need that perfect shoe. She was a great dog. I've always said that my youngest 2 dogs need us more than we need them. But we needed Senora more than she needed us. She took care of us, and she knew that was her job. I don't think I could have handled puberty without her. I will have a hole in my heart forever. I'm sorry for the post. But thank you for listening.