Goodbye my lil sweetie

My family had to make the heartbreaking decision to put down our loved beagle, Lyra, last night. She was 8 and had been a part of our family since I brought her home in high school at 8 weeks old.

Her favorite toy was a Lambchop, and she loved to eat (she was very fat at one point). She loved to cuddle, and would awoo (in beagle fashion) at everything.

She was taken too soon by suspected hemangiosarcoma - her spleen had ruptured, leading her to have mini strokes last night as well. Only 2% chance to survive surgery. Nothing could be done. She was prancing, playing, eating fine all up until the rupture and subsequent ER visit. She was always anxious around strangers and the vet.

She was the first dog that I trained from a puppy, picked out, left with my family across the country cause I was a broke college student in a small apartment. I always regret not visiting more.

I hope our boys (the black dog and fat all brown beagle in the last pic) were so happy to see you. I miss you so much, I hate losing another pet to this awful cancer.