My precious doggie passed today.

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90. I am so sorry to know you're dealing with this. Definitely one of life's toughest blows.

When I finally accepted that my beloved Cammy-dog was near the end of her 13 years with me, I scheduled an appointment at the vet's to have her suffering ended. We carried her to the front lawn, one of her favorite places, and gently laid her down. It was a beautiful sunny day. She raised her head, looked around sniffing the fresh air, and then turned on her side and breathed her last. I've always thought that somehow she knew how difficult it would be for me to have her put down, and thus she spared me that awful experience. It has been almost 9 years, and I still cry when I think about her. She was my friend, faithful companion and source of unconditional love through thick and thin. Hard to express how much I loved her. May you be blessed by every memory of your precious doggie, and oh, endless tears are okay, too. I'm living proof of that.

Blessings and