He’s gone ***warning before open***

Our (my wife’s) dog died 8:20PM EDT this evening. It was a coincidence about the bone I was panicked about earlier. He had a heart murmur since he was young, and congestive heart failure. The doctor guaranteed it had nothing to do with the ham bone. No mass and no pain when he was examined. An ultrasound was done and his liver was “angry” looking. His liver tests levels were off the charts due to the medicine he was on for his heart. The medicine helped one organ and killed another.

Anyways, I needed to take a shower as I was holding him for a while. I came out of the shower and I saw our big dog, his name is Flynn, like this. That hit me hard seeing him appear to be guarding Oslo. Then I went to show my wife the picture in the other room, and apparently my dog, Flynn (in picture) and our dachshund, Lily in another picture with Oslo, had gone over and each gave him a Kiss. Then I see this picture so different now. His big brother is guarding him.

It’s sad when we lose a family or friend, but it is different when it’s a pet. They show unconditional love, no matter how you are feeling or whatever mask we are wearing.

I don’t post to social media. This is a safe space still, right? Thank you.

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