I watched Little Quimby has she took her last few breaths. She did not struggle or convulse. Her breaths became deeper and less frequent. And then she was still.
I picked her up, wrapped her in her burial cloth with her favorite treats and prepared her for the journey.
2 comments:
Sorry for the loss of your little friend...
I'm very sorry.
Goodnight, little Quimby.
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