The
day did not start nor progress the way I thought it would for our 45th
anniversary. Laddie, our beloved 12 yr old Sheltie, has been up and
down these last 4 weeks. We took him to the vet earlier today. On this day, he got really bad, and at 4pm, he
passed. We get yet another lesson: Life is a precious gift.
I am not
really in a space for words right now. And the house seems a little quieter. We are all on the somber side. The 6 of us came here in 2007 to this Little Farm (Richard, Melanie and me, the Humans; Max and Scamp, the Cats; Ladd, the Dog). Now we are 5.
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