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I feel like crying. Angie is slowly dying. The dog that I have cherished for six years, the one who always walked over to me and put her head on my lap and stood there for about twenty minutes, the dog who I used to walk and run with and play with is leaving me forever. I overheard my parents talking. They said she will probably be dead over the next month unless they put her to sleep. And it isn't a fast death either. She has been suffering from cancer, slowly bleeding to death for months. And there isn't anything I could have done. I mean, I could have paid more attention to her, pet her more, played in the backyard with her more often, but nothing to save her. She is only nine years old, a child at heart. And soon she will be gone...