My pup, Priscy, died today. I'm really quite heartbroken over it. I'm glad that unfortunate circumstances made me go to PA last weekend because I got to see her and we napped together. I'm kinda shocked because she seemed to be doing better last weekend then she had seemed in the past. It is going to be so weird going home and not having her there. Not having her to cuddle with... or smelling her stinky farts (all though that won't really be missed)... and everything. Wow. Even when you know it's gonna happen it still sucks real bad and seems so unexpected. My wittle puppy.
Ok I'm really sad.
Let's look at some pictures...
She had a good life.