...to say rest in peace my sweet Pete.
My parent's dog died yesterday. He was the lil guy that we grew up with, you know, the family dog. My family LOVES dogs. I mean my parents do [or did] have 3 of them that have conveniently fallen into top spot in my parent's house now that my brothers and I have grown up & moved out.
My dad text me today and said that Pete [Petey as we often called him] died yesterday. My mom came home from work to him fading fast & had to take him to the vet...his liver failed last night & my dad went and picked him up to bury him today.
He lies in the back yard at my parent's house, under his favorite -- the blueberry bushes. Dad buried him with his favorite toy and a new rawhide [also his favorite]. I am so happy to think that he is in doggie heavend, frolicing in the sweet green grass, diabetes free!
losing a pet really is the pits!
Bless your heart, girlie. I know how tough it is to lose a pet. :(
ReplyDeleteThat is so sad. My husband’s family dog died last year and he was REALLY upset about it. It like a family member… so hard! I’m sorry!
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