At 2PM this afternoon, one of Dean'n'Jill's dogs, Dapples, was put to sleep in her mom's arms after 15 good years and about a month of kidney failure. I spent most of Sunday with her and the family, knowing that the end was near.
I've heard all the tomatos are ripe up there, Dapples. Have at 'em.
I've heard all the tomatos are ripe up there, Dapples. Have at 'em.
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Date: 2007-05-22 11:15 pm (UTC)The vet repeatedly said that it was the right thing to do - that is, that it was time. Nothng more could be done. But she still could, and did, give kisses goodbye.
Ah, and I am certain she has found the tomatoes by now - good call. *little smile*
Thank you, everyone, from all of us.
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Date: 2007-05-27 09:38 pm (UTC)Dapples, enjoy your never-ending supply of tomatoes, and I will continue to always grow them for you, and thanks for giving me the best 15 years of my life.