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At 11.03, less than a minute after the injection, while she was asleep, Sissi, my faithful dog of over 8 years, passed away on her vet's medical table.
It's been a long nad painful way, both to get to this point, and both to take this decision, but it was iether this or letting her dying slowly suffocating by the cancer now inhabiting her lugs or by loss of blood. In the last couple of days her condition had worsened, she was refusing food and water and was barely still receptive of our presence, even if her brain was the last thing left untouched by the evil sickness.
Sissi represented an imporetant paert of my life -our lives. we took her in from a refuge when she was less than a year old, when we moved out from the place we have been living in since before I was born. she made this place what it is right now, and I'll doubt I'll forget he, even if, soem of you may say, she was"just" a dog - which, to me, she wasn't.
She is still in my dad's car, waiting to be buried in our garden under the three and the ivy she loved so much.. I looked at her right now, and after a long time, she seems relaxed and at peace.
Farewell, my freind. who knows, maybe we'll get to see each toher again, one day....
It's been a long nad painful way, both to get to this point, and both to take this decision, but it was iether this or letting her dying slowly suffocating by the cancer now inhabiting her lugs or by loss of blood. In the last couple of days her condition had worsened, she was refusing food and water and was barely still receptive of our presence, even if her brain was the last thing left untouched by the evil sickness.
Sissi represented an imporetant paert of my life -our lives. we took her in from a refuge when she was less than a year old, when we moved out from the place we have been living in since before I was born. she made this place what it is right now, and I'll doubt I'll forget he, even if, soem of you may say, she was"just" a dog - which, to me, she wasn't.
She is still in my dad's car, waiting to be buried in our garden under the three and the ivy she loved so much.. I looked at her right now, and after a long time, she seems relaxed and at peace.
Farewell, my freind. who knows, maybe we'll get to see each toher again, one day....
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