And it isn't even my dog
26 Sept 2007
About and hour after I took this photo my mum and I held her head and sobbed while the vet injected her and put her to sleep. Then we brought her home in a bag to be buried in the garden.
Goodbye Roxie - a visit to mum and dad's won't be the same again for any of us.
God only knows what I'm going to tell the kids when they find out.
Not a good day.
posted by knitabulous at Wednesday, September 26, 2007 |
