"The Saturdays You Never Spent"

My dog Whiskey died this morning. He never woke up. No one told me, I had to find out via text from Kacie. He was 17, which is really old for a Cocker Spaniel. They usually live for 10 to 11 years. He was a healthy dog, so I'm glad he never suffered or we had to put him to sleep, he just died of old age. I am sad because I never really paid much attention to him. And when I was near the dog I was busy playing with my pug Peter. I guess you never realize how much you care until it is gone. I wish I paid more attention, I wish I walked him more and took better care, but he wasn't my priority unfortunately, and now it is too late. I'm going to miss Whiskey, even though he was crazy hyper, going deaf and you know just an all around freak, but I love him and he will be missed. RIP Whiskey.