My old Husky girl died in her sleep this morning-I took her out last night at 11, just like always, then she went to sleep on her bed-at about 5, I was not hearing her little snore and knew she had gone. I wrapped her up in a favorite rug and laid her in her place under that oak tree-my electrician friend dug a grave big enough for a calf, but I’m just about finished filling it in.
I’m going to miss that dog for a long time...
Oh, that’s sad. It’s rough losing a dog. I am so sorry.
They even make sympathy cards for it. We got several after Missy passed.