Daisy died last night at the vet hospital. Obviously we are both pretty broken up about it. Turns out her problem was more serious than a hurt back muscle. Funny thing is; no one is sure exactly what killed her; even a critical care doctor at a 24/7 vet hospital couldn't figure it out. It would be that stubborn ass little dogs way to die in a way no one can explain. Poor thing was only 2 years old; it's not fair. I can't help but feel that Dekalb killed her; that little dog never had a chance. It sucks because her hair toys and dishes are still everywhere, there isn't a place in this apartment that she wasn't a part of; that makes it really hard.
Anyways, I sure am going to miss her; things weren't quite so depressing around here with her company.