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Brooke was 19, would have been 20 in two months. I had the doctor put her to sleep today. She wasnâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]t eating, just drinking large amounts of water. She had lost a lot of weight over the last month. All she did was sleep (restlessly usually) and drink water. Of course, I am feeling the grief, some guilt; I guess Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]m even humanizing things to the point where Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]m thinking if Brooke blames me. 19 years is half my life. Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]m embarrassed to admit that this man is weeping typing this out.
I adopted “Brookie†while in college; she was a part of an orphaned litter. She now joins Sheba, my beloved cat I had to put down three years ago. I picture them playing together even as I type this. Maybe Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]m crazy, but I believe that.
---Dale
I adopted “Brookie†while in college; she was a part of an orphaned litter. She now joins Sheba, my beloved cat I had to put down three years ago. I picture them playing together even as I type this. Maybe Iâ€[emoji]8482[/emoji]m crazy, but I believe that.
---Dale