But that doesn't make it any easier. We had to put down our Jack Russel Misty tonight. Very, very difficult to say the least. She was a month shy of 15 and had to have surgery to remove some cancerous growths on her abdomen. She survived the surgery which was about a month ago, but continued to decline in health. This morning, for some reason, she had no use of her back legs. Very hard to see her try to move about with only her front paws after seeing her run around so effortlessly for years. Rest in Peace Misty, I'll see you on the other side at the Rainbow Bridge.