Tonight we had to put our baby dog down, she was 15 years old but for the last few years she's been so unwell, heart failure, kidney failure, tumors on the brain.
We were so blessed that she made it passed New Year's. She turned 15 at midnight Sat 10th January, we waited until then to let her go.
Millie was a wonderful beautiful dog. I will forever love her.
I know she is no longer in pain and the look in her eyes said that she was ready to go but it really does hurt for me. 15 damn years and now she's gone.
How do people cope with this?
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