May 27, 2014

Today, my mother's dog Charlie died peacefully at home. He was too sick to carry on living and was put down, while my mother spooned and cuddled him.

Charlie was a good-natured dog who was rescued from an abusive environment and taken in by two companions who doted on and spoiled him. Charlie was protective and sweet, loyal and strange. I'm happy that most of his years were spent surrounded by love and adoration and that his final moments were serene.  I'll miss that good dog.

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