Sad Day.

Today was pretty rough. I woke up and it started like any normal day. We ate breakfast, watched some old Gene Kelly movies, and we started going about our chores. Well Pogo and Higgins got into this big fight. Higgins had a small cut on his paws, and Pogo's gums were bleeding but they were both okay. Well my Dad figured it would be okay to let them around each other again. Big mistake. They got into another fight, and this time Higgins paws were cut pretty badly and Pogo got a big gash on his ear. We cleaned them up, and Mom asked Dad if she thought we should separate the dogs until they were healed. Of course, Dad being "the Dog Whisperer" that he is, he said no, and that we just had to make sure they didn't fight again. The dogs tried to fight again, of course, but Dad got in the middle of them. Pogo bit Dad on one arm and then sliced his thumb open so bad my Dad needs stitches. So what happened? We have to put Pogo down on Monday. I am not happy. At all. I've been crying for a while, and I just feel awful. We are going to try and make these last few days comfortable for Pogo. Please say some prayers for my poor little blind dog and our family. We will all miss him so much.