A weird day– seperating the mess

The sad news is that our lab-dauschaund mix must go.Yes, it makes an interesting picture– imagine a chubby lab with short legs.  He bit at Bubba today and broke skin.  He has been part of our family since he was a pup not long after Princess came home– he is 9 years old.  He has been getting snippy for some time, has gotten terrified in thunderstorms lately, to the point that if he was inside he would crawl under the bed and the entire bed would shake– doesn't make for a very restful night for those on top of the mattress either.  I was sitting right beside the entire thing, Bubba didn't provoke Mocha; whatever Bubba did it was an accident.  With the baby coming, we can't take any chances.  He will have to be put down.  Shane's going to call the vet tomorrow and see if there's anything we can do here inexpensively–otherwise they will go across the creek and only Shane will come back. 


This will be so hard on all of us, but I think especially Princess since they have grown up together.  He has been such a faithful dog; always there, and made the move to the country so well.  Never chased a chicken or eaten an egg– but he does like to eat their food.  Please pray for us.