The last of my tears for a while.
Molly was 17 years old with an infection and a blood disorder. I decided to put her down this morning. I hope this will be the last of my tears for a while. It has been a hell of a two weeks. I just want to lay down and not get up but I still have things I have to do before that time.
But I’m not the only one. My dear friend up North has her Lady ( her dog) who just stopped eating. Lady has been Edna companion for many years and now she might be giving up. Edna will be heartbroken if Lady goes.