 coping with the death of my dog
I just got home from the 24 hour emergency veterinary clinic where my mother, brother, and I had to put down my 13 year old yellow lab, Brandy. I know everyone says this, but she was truly the sweetest, smartest and most adorable dog I've ever known. It was the worst thing that I've ever witnessed and I miss her so much already. I don't know how to cope with this, although I know it's still very fresh in my mind, as it only happened about an hour ago. My sister is away at school and unable to be with us and I feel for her being hours away through this and alone. I don't know what I'm really looking for here. I'm just so upset, I had to write it out somewhere. This happened so quickly and unexpectedly. It feels like she was ripped away from us. She was a lot of pain though, so I try to rationalize it that way. I just pray that she's happy and lively again and watching over us.
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