Good morning. It's always a good morning, but today it's a sad morning. Our little dogs, Birdy and Listy, had to be put down.
They had been ill for quite a while. Birdy was ill longer than Listy, and was on prednisone tablets which kept her going for quite a while, but, of late, the effects were as bad as the illness and she was coughing coughing all the while.
Listy got sick more recently, but has been gagging and coughing and gasping uncontrollably and for the last couple of days neither ate nor drank at all.
We had wondered about, when the time came, how either of them might live without the other. They had been together for every moment of their lives on earth. As it turned out, this eventuality did not have to be dealt with after all. One wonders if, given the vote, how they would have voted but I think that it's part of being the demigod in the situation,--that it is the human being who has to decide, especially when their daily lives are so full of suffering. We are going to bury them in the garden, and put four concrete squares over the top of their grave. Flowers will be strewn. Tears are being shed.
We are going to miss our most constant companions of the last fourteen years. They were our closest companions and our very close friends. We are going to miss their company, and we love them and shall miss them forever. YAZZYBEL
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