Suzy looked great even though she was dying and had less than a month to live. I tried, in vain, taking her to an accupuncturist, a masseuse, various vets, and administering lots of other home remedies. It was her time to go. Not mine, I mean I was definitely not ready to let her go. Not ready to say goodbye to my dearest companion, my closest friend. The freshest face, loyalist pal and kindest heart I have ever known. My darling. My Suzy.
Monday, July 26, 2010
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