Mitzi, who I've just called "Sweet Ol' Dog" for the last year or so, was my Aunt's dog, eventually moved in with my grandparents for a couple years, and then in with my family in Dallas over the summer.
She is by far my favorite dog ever, ever sweet and patient and happy to see you.
After weeks of visits to the pet ER and discomfort for her, we've let her go. As my Dad put it, she's sleeping at God's feet tonight.
Miss you, Mitz.