14 years ago I smuggled Zoe, a little Bichon Frise puppy, under my coat and into our apartment at Western Baptist College where Jenny was serving as a resident director. Jacob was 1 1/2 years old. We had decided that if the school (which had a "no pet" policy) didn't let us keep Zoe we would leave!
Today, I carried Zoe through the doors of a local vet clinic, and held her in my arms as she was put to sleep.
It is amazing how our pets lives intermingle with our own. A chapter of our family's life has forever closed. A wound has been opened. "We must endure their going hence."
-Jason
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This one made ME cry. You did the right thing...she would have missed you so much while you were away. It was God's timing, to make it as easy on her as possible.
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