My mom's poor little dog Malcolm had to be put down last night. He was around 12 years old and his health had been failing for quite some time. After a couple of horrible days as all his systems shut down, they took him to the after-hours, emergency vet service and had him put out of his misery.
Sorry, Mom and Caitie. I know he had a happy life, right up to the end, and that's the greatest gift you can give a pet. At least he's no longer in pain.
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Poor doggie indeed. At least he's happy now. :-(
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