I vacuumed the family room and main floor a little while ago. When I was done I took off the canister to empty it. I held it up and looked at the clump of dog fur in it. I said to Lynda "This is all we have left of our Annie." Actually we'll probably be vacuuming up dog fur for months but you know what I mean.
She was just a dog but damn that was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. It was time though and it can be hard to know when the time is right. As I said her tail was always wagging, just walking through the house or out in the yard. Not recently though, just tucked down between her hind legs. That's what convinced me the time was right. That wasn't our Annie and we needed to let her go.
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Hank
70 Chevelle SS396(454), M20, 3.73
My Chevelle
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