Fourteen years ago when I acquired four pets, all about the same age and lifespan, I knew that it would get hard around now. We had to put Lucy to sleep yesterday. She was having digestive problems on top of her diabetes and arthritis, and when the vet saw a mass in her digestive tract, we decided to let her skip the hardest part of her decline, and let her go with dignity. Rick told me she died quickly and peacefully next to him, and that’s all I want to know. When we got her last x-rays back, it happened to be a time when my entire family would be together, so they and Lucy got to say goodbye to each other at two family parties. So I’m not the only one who cried over her. And the money we are saving on treating her diabetes will go to Roman’s cello lessons.