Monday, March 15, 2010
Romeo was one of my sister's dogs—a very intelligent, friendly, people-savvy little Pomeranian. We put him to sleep early this morning. He had a tumor near his heart and was having increasing trouble breathing as well as long, painful coughing fits that were getting more and more frequent. I can honestly say that he had a very good life as dog lives go; he lived with my sister, a truly excellent animal person, from the time he was a puppy, and he was well loved and well cared for. I was with him as he died. He died in the same place, in the same room, on the same table, as did the delightful Gypsy a year and a half ago. I am starting to hate that place.
No Daily Random Flickr Blogging today. Beware the Ides of March—and don't forget to stop and roll around in the grass every once in a while.
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