Today my dog of 13 years died. Missy has been the family dog for a long time and she was sick and we brought her to the vet and she got medicine but she was just too old to fight it off. She is a boston terrior, and was having trouble breathing and on the way to the doggy hospital she died in my mom's car. I am sad because she was a great dog and I miss her. We buried her in the backyard and surrounded it with stones. I still have 2 other boston terriors who are now sad. It is very sad when a pet dies.
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