Mooch is such a sweetie.
I can relate to your story. My dog Barney lived to be 18 years old, but my mom adopted him on the day he was supposed to be put down. That was in 1976!!!![]()
When he died I was 12 years old, which means he was part of my family 6 years before I was. Barney got diagnosed with diabetes when he was about 12. My mom had to give him insulin shots everyday and check his blood sugar. There were times I'd come home and he'd be shaking because of an overdose. (it's especially hard to control a dog’s blood sugar because they can't tell you how they are feeling) Anyway, we used to ask ourselves if we were doing right by him, but we KNEW we were. You are absolutely doing right by Mooch. You'll know when it's her time, but it doesn't seem like now is. Whenever it is her time you will know that you gave her a long happy life and that should make you smile.
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