Depressed

It started yesterday morning when Scott took the dogs out in the morning. Bailey slipped on the ice and totally messed up her back legs. She has been going downhill for at least a couple years now - vet said she had arthritis and she was having a hard time going downstairs for awhile now. She still had some kick in her but this really hurt her bad. We tried yesterday to baby her through but eventually she was not able to walk at all, so we made the decision last night to have her put to sleep this morning. It was hard, but watching her like that was hard too. We didn't tell the kids before school (not my idea, but it was okay). Big kids took it okay, Macy cried awhile and Brady just wants to know when we can get a new dog. Macy says she doesn't want another dog, because then this will just "happen over and over." So sad to hear her so upset too. I've teared up a few times today, and cried myself to sleep last night. We had Bailey longer than 3 of our kids! Scott found her on the side of the road as a pup in 1995 and here we are in 2008. That's pretty long for a lab, especially a hunter that jumps out of boats and into the frigid water to retrieve. Here's my girl - she was such a good dog. Edit: we already have one dog, Malley is a 2 year old lab we deliberately got so we wouldn't be dogless when Bailey was gone. Brady wants another dog. Not right now.