So this is clearly the worst thing about being a pilots wife (besides all the holidays and events that John misses). His dog Suka had a stroke (or something) on Saturday night and I had to put her down on Sunday morning, it was so sad and she loved John but of course John was at work. Suka was our 3 legged wonder dog. We got her from animal control when she was 9, she had been with the same family for 9 years, and for some reason they thought a 3 legged, 9 year old dog at animal control wouldn't be put down! Well I couldn't let her stay there so we took her home and we had her for 3 great years. She was always a happy dog and got along with everyone. Love you Suka...
"To fly west, my friend is a flight we all must take for a final check."
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