Yesterday, my husband and I had to put our beloved dog shadow to rest. We can't seem to stop crying. She was 15 years old and we knew she had cancer but up until 3 days ago she seemed fine. All of a sudden on monday she was having trouble breathing and she was bloated and swollen everywhere. When we took her to the vet yesterday, I wasn't expecting for them to tell us it was time to let her go. We sat in the room with her for about 45 minutes, when it was time she layed against my lap on the floor and my husband held her head in his hands. I thought we were going to be sick when we saw her head drop after the needle was injected. Tim says that he can't get the feeling of her going limp in his hands out of his head. Maybe we shouldn't have stayed in there with her, but we didn't want her to feel alone. Now neither of us know what to do with ourselves. We didn't expect to feel this bad when we knew she was old and it was coming. Neither of us went to work today.
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