R.I.P. Droogie
I had to say goodbye to my precious fur baby Droogie yesterday (16) he would have been 17 in December. I hated seeing him struggle and fought with the decision for the last two weeks. In my heart I know it was the right thing to do... I'm going to miss him terribly. Now we only have Willow. The poor thing spent most of last night searching for Droogie and didn't really eat (I got her to eat some cooked chicken today). They haven't been apart a day since they were born from the same litter. I'm hoping she doesn't go downhill.
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