A Sad Day

All I've done today, it seems, is blubber. Our 12 YO daschund, Bouncin' Brownie, succumbed to congestive heart failure. I had dropped him by the vet's office this morning because his breathing was so labored.

Unfortunately, he was so weakened that he didn't respond well to treatment. At least he wasn't alone ... and the family was spared from coming in from working and finding Brownie.

I know he's not hurting anymore ... no arthritis, no tummy problems; he has joined our other pets other the Rainbow Bridge and awaits us when the good Lord decides to call us home too.


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