Monday, September 02, 2002

:*( My dog Ginger died yesterday.

Apparently, she wouldn't eat, and when they took her to the Pet ER, she died in the car on the way there. My mom said she didn't suffer, and it was exactly how she wanted Ginger to go. Ginger was 14 years old, and in people years, that is over one hundred. So, she had a long and happy life. She was very very smart. She taught the other dogs how to chase squirrels and how to open our sliding glass door with their front paws. It was very strange going over to the house and only seeing 2 dogs. It is going to take a lot of time to adjust.

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