March 19, 2015

• My Dog Has Passed

  He crossed over the Rainbow Bridge on Saturday, Feburary 7th. Billy was between 12 and 14 years old, and he was being treated for a leaky heart valve for the last 3 years and a swollen heart condition for 1 year. Three years of treatment kept him alive, but his condition finally caught up with both him and me. It was quick. No pain; no suffering as far as I could tell. I didn't even have to make a decision to have him put down. He just waited 'til I was out of the room and then closed his eyes.

  I loved that dog so much, and it's been hard. I've cried enough tears to cause the Mississippi river to overflow it's banks. Now I am starting to move on. I suppose I'll wait a few months and then look around for another little bundle of fur to love. I hope that new love will be half as good as Billy was.

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