A good dog
Saturday, July 28th, 2007Cuervo crossed the bridge this morning. He would have been ten years old next month. He was a good dog.
Cuervo crossed the bridge this morning. He would have been ten years old next month. He was a good dog.
Cuervo’s crashing. He went from a relatively stable 26% to 13% this week. Tonight’s the night to say goodbye. I’m heartbroken. Haven’t told the kids yet because they have a friend over to play.
This is hard.
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