Mom brought her to the vet early this morning because she was already too weak. Vet said even if she were to be confined, she might still not make it. Mom sent me a text a few minutes before lunch informing me that Yogi's dead. I thought it was a joke, which is often the case whenever one of our dogs is sick. I called up mom and her crying and mumbling more than confirmed what I feared; I have never seen nor heard my mom mourn like that. I had to slide down the wall and clench my jaw to stop myself from weeping. I lost the energy to work which led to my undertime.
It sucks. She is the 3rd female pup that died in our house.
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