Yosh is a great dog, but he's still new. He's learning himself; we're still learning each other. It's a process.
This morning I'm flashing back to Maizie. She died in Adam's arms. He rushed her to PETS Referral in Berkeley. Carried her to the door. I think we've lost her. Texted me. They're looking for a heartbeat. Then a minute later: She's gone.
She went on her own terms, that girl. My heart dog, my baby. Jack, my soul doggie. How do you ever get over it?
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