| | Yesterday I had to say goodbye to my beautiful Molly, the German Shepherd. She was just the sweetest dog. She would have been happy to meet anyone reading this, and was always kind to everyone. Every vet visit was nothing but scratches and hugs from the vet. We lost her to heart tumors that caused a sudden onset of symptoms. It was sudden and unexpected but we were able to say goodbye and she wasn’t in too much discomfort at all. I adopted her 10 years ago when I moved in with a roommate who briefly had her, and she tried to give her up to a shelter. I was in the national guard and managed to convince them to let me leave a little earlier from drill to race to the shelter and officially adopt her and bring her back home. She’s been with me from the day I moved out from my mom’s house when I was 21. I’m now 31 and it’s my first time being an adult and not having her every morning. I’m so fortunate that she got to meet my wife and become close friends with her Chihuahua. I was proud of the day we bought our first home a little over a year ago and had a place that molly could really run around in. My cat, my dog, my wife, and myself are missing her very much. I know this is a sad post, but I just wanted to share. She was amazing. [link] [comments] |