The curse of loving cute, small, dependent creatures. Their lives are almost unfairly brief.
When I lost my dogs (we had three, and they all died of very old age, one per year over the course of three years) my comfort was that I knew they lived very well, and never wanted for anything. I can only guess, based on your posts about them, that yours live the same way.
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Date: 2010-05-14 09:25 pm (UTC)When I lost my dogs (we had three, and they all died of very old age, one per year over the course of three years) my comfort was that I knew they lived very well, and never wanted for anything. I can only guess, based on your posts about them, that yours live the same way.
Vale, Astaroth!