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I'm sitting here in my living room, while my brother uses my room to spend the last bit of time left with the dog that is hugging me in that picture. She's whimpering and crying, in pain from her joints being pretty much shot. She pants in exertion, even over the smallest things.
A vet is coming to our house, to put her to sleep. Its a little selfish, but I hope they don't do it in my bedroom, where eady tends to stay. I won't be able to look at my space the same way.
This sense of impending doom is horrible. I don't know when it will happen- only that it's sometime today.
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