My dog has died. Her "visit" this morning was her way of saying goodbye, it seems.
Dad was with her right up until the end, and she died with him there in her kennel, surrounded by greyhounds who had only got to know her over the past week, but who already loved her.
At least she's no longer suffering, and is free once again to be a happy-go-lucky pup.
RIP my sweet and beloved girl. You will never be forgotten, and you were honestly and truly loved.
Dad was with her right up until the end, and she died with him there in her kennel, surrounded by greyhounds who had only got to know her over the past week, but who already loved her.
At least she's no longer suffering, and is free once again to be a happy-go-lucky pup.
RIP my sweet and beloved girl. You will never be forgotten, and you were honestly and truly loved.
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