It was the night when my husband agreed to put her down. We had debated it for over a week and he'd said we couldn't kill her. Kill? Yes, it's called - " Mercy Killing ", isn't it? Coffee - the therapy dobie bitch She was 35 days old small pup when Coffee came in our lives 10 years earlier. It is so hard to go past this statement without crying. I can't even write how she changed or rather shaped me, my personality, my relationships - so deeply personal; gave me troubled times; stood there in my troubled times; gave me purpose, distractions whenever whatever was needed; and she brought along my little angel Cookie as well - my crazy bitches! As I look back last 2 years, both are gone, vanished, burnt to ashes; Carrying and touching their dead bodies, seeing them pushed into that furnace and those 8 to 10 years of togetherness become memories. No CTRL + Z , plain COMMIT . A...
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