I miss you, Angus.
I'm glad I got to visit you that last night in the hospital and rest my hand on that big beautiful head one last time.
Yes, Kay...it was very quiet on the way home. I think we all knew but didn't want to say it out loud. Anna knew. She tried to voice it a few times. I think we were all just holding out for hope and praying that some kind of miracle would happen over night.
We love you, Angus boy!
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