fumblinglust's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Pooh Bear The dog I grew up with had to be put to sleep about an hour ago. Her breathing had become shallow overnight, so my mom took her to the vet this morning to run some tests. Turns out she had a massive tumor in her lungs, and there wasn't anything they could do. She died alone. I can't bring myself to go back to that house and not find her there. I can't handle this. Too hard. Too sudden. Goodnight Pooh. 1994-2005 4:09 p.m. - 2005-08-20 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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