Here’s an excerpt from a sad, yet heart-warming newsletter sent out about a family pet dog:
Today, Cosmo died in my arms. I knew last night that the end was near, but thank God he wasn’t in any pain. He stopped eating three days ago. Late last night, I gave him double his pain meds in an oral syringe.
He slept all night next to me. I carried him out to pee and he couldn’t stand up. I picked him up and he peed on me and then died. Read more>
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