she's already had him put to sleep, without even asking if i wanted to be there. she woke up this morning and he was laying there barely breathing and couldn't move.
she was there holding him so he wasn't alone, she just told me that he's being buried right now.
she told me that she was going to lie to me and tell me that he had died in his sleep so i wouldn't know that she pretty much made the decision to kill my dog. i'm glad she didn't. i dunno what's going to be said to my cousin, though. my cousin really bonded with him when he was around crawling age, and has never had poochy not be around.
oh my god i feel awful. after so many times of him almost dying i felt like he might never. i've never cried this much about anything, not even a boy. i wish i never had gone away to college so i could have spent the last years of his life with him.
:(
i love you poochy <3 i'm so sorry.
