Our dog, Zoe, is not doing very well. She is 14 years old. Last night I was praying that God would make it evident that it was the right decision to put her to sleep. This morning as I lifted her, I felt a large lump on her chest cavity. It is now evident.
One sabbatical sadness has been worrying over Zoe and how she would do without us. Now we will no longer need to worry and she will no longer need to be in pain and suffer.
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awwwww, so sorry to hear about this. Zoe was such a sweety forever remembered in your hearts <3
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