We discovered a few weeks ago that my dog is terminally ill 🥺 it’s such a shock and she’s only 9. I expected to have her for another few years yet as she’s always been so healthy.
She was my first own dog, she came before my children and she’s just beautiful. The kindest, most gentle little thing.
We’ve got to say goodbye to her tomorrow, I can’t keep her going any longer, she has no quality of life. I can’t stop crying.
I have two other dogs, one is also absolutely lovely but the other… we share a mutual dislike for each other (my husband wanted her, she came in and totally upset the apple cart). She started growling at my dog last night when she was just looking for some comfort and it’s making me despise her even more. I’m feeling so much guilt for allowing this other dog into our life.
I just needed to write down how heartbroken I am really.