Doing not much of anything today during a quick stop at a customer - easy repair / adjustment - and tweaked my back. Dammitall. The last month I was twisting turning climbing lifting crawling etc all over a different machine and it felt fine. Go home, relax a little, and boing!
Both of my dogs passed this month. They were old, 19 and 18. The older one died on his birthday, a few weeks ago, the younger one died yesterday morning. I knew it would inevitably happen, but I guess I just wasn't prepared for them to die, and feel that if I'd been more attentive or done something differently they might still be alive.
Very sorry to hear that. The lovable monsters worm their way into your heart, and when they leave us they take a piece with them.
And don't second-guess yourself. 18 and 19 for a dog... that's a long life so it seems to me you were doing the right things.