When I was 16 my mom got this thought in her head that we needed a dog. I totally went along with her, of course, and we brought home a quiet, shy Weimaraner puppy. 12 hours later we realized that she was anything but quiet and shy, and she stole our hearts. On Saturday, my mom was told that Gretta had cancer. It was in her lymph nodes and lungs, and there wouldn't be any "getting better." Today, my mom had to make what was probably the hardest decision of her life and had Grett put to sleep.
I haven't been around much the past 8 years or so, and didn't spend much time with Gretta even when I did manage to visit, but I am overwhelmingly sad at this loss. I am sad that my mom had to go through this alone. I am sad that I have to tell Grayson that Gretta won't be at G.G's house anymore. But more than anything, I am sad that I didn't get to say good-bye to someone who has been a part of my family for the past 12 years.
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sad... This made me tear up. I get so emotional when I think about my past pets and the current ones and how they only live such a short/long time but mean so incredibly much to us. :(
so sad....they mean so much to us...I am sorry for the loss.
Glad you posted a pic of her. She's beautiful, Kelly. You know she's up there leaping around with your Gpa who is probably spoiling her with too many treats today! ;)
That is so sad. She is beautiful!I'm sorry you didn't get to say goodbye.
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