RIP Dawg
I woke up to bad news at 4:00 am, a message from Tanya. The dog we rescued had passed away. I called her, and she was in tears.
Yesterday, Tanya had taken the dog to the vet for her second round of drips, and she seemed to get active a little bit. We were all so happy, seeing those positive changes. But later, the dog refused to eat or even drink water and passed away last night.
I believe we did our best, especially Tanya. But it was simply her time to go. It’s heartbreaking.
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