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I've been crazy sick for the past few days, and have a ton of things to comment on, but forgot one very important thing:
Bridgette died on Monday. Her health was declining so quickly that Suzanne arranged for a mobile vet to come to the house on Monday afternoon and euthanize her. I got to go over on Sunday (probably making them all sick) and say goodbye to her. Fed her lots of french fries, and she seemed to be fairly content. She'd come a long way from where we picked her up on the east side of Lubbock for $80: a tiny, wormy, supposedly "miniature" dachshund with bright red hair. She was not particularly mobile at the end, and ate only sporadically, but she was still the Pig, and we're going to miss her a lot, especially Suzanne.
Bridgette died on Monday. Her health was declining so quickly that Suzanne arranged for a mobile vet to come to the house on Monday afternoon and euthanize her. I got to go over on Sunday (probably making them all sick) and say goodbye to her. Fed her lots of french fries, and she seemed to be fairly content. She'd come a long way from where we picked her up on the east side of Lubbock for $80: a tiny, wormy, supposedly "miniature" dachshund with bright red hair. She was not particularly mobile at the end, and ate only sporadically, but she was still the Pig, and we're going to miss her a lot, especially Suzanne.