Laur - I'm so sorry. We get so attached to the furriest members of our families.
The *best dog ever*, my sweet 14-year-old Jake, died last September and it seemed like I cried for days. The week after I had to have him put to sleep, I got in my truck one evening to come home from school and the radio came on playing an ad for some sort of pet service - I wasn't really paying any attention - when the voice in the ad said, "Thanks to you, Jake is safe now. Home where he belongs." I had to put the truck back into park and have a cry but later I decided he was sending me an "I'm ok!" message.
Brandy's ok, too, and will always be a part of you.
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