From: Jackson Tn
In 2010 our sweet Pomeranian, Angel, who had been with us since 1997, developed a serious heart problem. One morning Angel was doing her usual barking, licking and begging, trying to keep me home that day. I came back 7 hours later to find her gasping for air, and unable to recognize normal words. The vet said the ONLY thing to do was put her out of that panicked misery we saw. Angel licked my hand as the doctor injected the medicine. Within 5 seconds she was at peace.
I was 44 and I cried like a little girl, as did my wife, two sons and daughter.
The loss was more massive than we ever anticipated, for we had never had a dog.
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