As I was waiting up front at the vets the other day, a woman came in carrying her dog in a dog bed. She sat down and I said "What a spoiled dog." She then told me it was time for them to say goodbye. I felt so bad. I gently petted Whiskers' head and told the woman that I'd cry for her. I got called back to a waiting room and got to thinking of how I'd taken a pic of Duke when it was his time. I went out and asked her if she'd like one of Whiskers. I told her I'd taken one of my dog. So, here's sweet Whiskers. Say a prayer that her trip to the RB was a peaceful one.
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