Dawg
Saturday night, we had to put our Doberman of eleven years down. Amber had been battling cancer for a while, and it had gotten to the point where standing was more effort than she could handle at times. You could see her entire bone structure through her skin, despite her eating varociously. Every so often, she would have little bursts of energy
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I remember that day she sneaked up on Aaron, too. And then chased him into the bathroom, and he wouldn't come out because every time he tried, she'd come bolting back for him. A classic moment. She was a sweet doggie. :(
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