*sad*

Argh, just... Yeah. :\ One of our dogs died yesterday. Her name was Harry, and she was Papa's baby. I swear, that dog lived either at his side or in his lap for twelve years. When he went places without her, we had to keep her inside or she'd try to go and find him. She was one of the ones born on our property—July 3, 1997. We buried her under the willow tree in the back yard, and I'm going to see about getting a marker.

I'm worried about Papa. This is really hitting him hard, and he already has trouble with depression since Nana passed. :( IDK, I just hope he pulls through and one of the other dogs keeps him company.
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