When we came home from the Y today, I saw Zachary laying on the carpet. He had been sick for a while and after a visit to the vet, we've been medicating him with meds the doctor prescribed and trying to get him to eat. We kept hoping he'd perk up, gain some weight.
I thought he was just napping and reached down to pet him.
He was cold and stiff.
We just got done burying him in our back yard. My wife wrapped him in his favorite blanket.
I thought he was just napping and reached down to pet him.
He was cold and stiff.
We just got done burying him in our back yard. My wife wrapped him in his favorite blanket.

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