Up until about a week ago, Rusty was still doing pretty well for such a senior dog. But in the last week or so, Rusty started having a lot more trouble getting around. For the most part, he could no longer get up on his own. Even after we helped him up, he could only take a few wobbly steps. We loved Rusty too much to see him struggle, so we decided to let him go to the Rainbow Bridge while he still had his dignity. Friday, May 24 was such a beautiful day, so Rusty and I spent much of the afternoon just sitting in the grass together. We decided that this was no time to worry about diets, so we nibbled on cheese and cookies to our heart's content. When it was time to go to the vet, we stopped at Dairy Queen and Rusty ate a whole dish of vanilla ice cream. As I watched him lick his bowl and spoon and sticky paws, I thought how Rusty looked so much like a puppy again.....experiencing the pure joy of discovering something new and wonderful. I can't think of a finer way to spend one's last moments.