RIP
Today was one of the sadest days of my life, my dog marley died. He was my favorite dog, he was born on my birthday. He had been sick for a week, by sick i mean he wasnt eating as much and was getting skinnier. We kept feeding him and gave him extra attention, and today my brother went in the garage to get some clothes out of the dryer and there as my puppy lying there, but still alive, so my brotehr comes up to me and is like marleys dying,(my parents call him champ)so i get my dad and we go get him rap him up in a towel and run to the car to take him to the vet. So when wer get to the one closest to us its closed. SO we decided to see about the one in san marcos, with champ still in my lamp, i was petting him and talking to him....thinking maybe that would help and he started breathing slower and slower and then he died and i stared crying really hard, and my dad pulled over the car, and picked him up and started crying, trying to not let me see he went behind the car, and after a little but he rapped him up and put him in the trunk, and we drove home he dropped us off and then went to a place to take him to get him burried...I really loved that dog, I was his favorite. I spent the most time with him, and he would sleep with me sometimes, and i dunno i just reallyu miss him and i dont really feel like talking about it anymore.