Poor sweet Molly. We rescued her when she was three years old, badly malnourished and mistreated. At her first vet visit after we got her, the doctor noted her class 2 heart murmur, amongst other things, such as the untreated wounds on her back and belly. A year later, the doctor noted that the heart murmur was all but gone-- he said we'd mended her broken heart.
Eleven years later, she'd survived the loss of her happy housemate Mosby, and even thrived a bit as the queen of the household for a while. Lately, though, her health began to deteriorate, and I know she trusted us to do the right thing. Knowing that doesn't make us any less sad for her loss. I was happy to be able to hold her at the end, to be able to tell her that we loved her, that she was a good girl. And she was. She was the best girl, and I'll miss her.
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Oh, Kathy! So sorry to hear about Molly. I know how sad you must be and how lonely it will feel in your house. Big hugs!
You did indeed mend her heart. So glad she had many happy, happy years with you.
So very sorry to hear about Molly. Our animal housemates become family and there's no way to avoid that -- why would we want to? Glad you were able to be with her at the end.
Told to me by an understanding friend.... "our dogs are our friends in ways some of the people in our lives can never be". Rest in peace, Molly.
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