Cuddles is gone

I took Cuddles to the vet this morning and got the bad news. The confusion, walking in circles, weakness in the hind legs: possible brain tumor.

And a fair-sized bill to find out if anything could be done -- or not. She was at least 14 and maybe as old as 16, she hadn't seemed happy in at least a year.

I said goodbye on the lawn--they aren't letting humans into the offices. I told her she'd been a good dog and thanked her for being my friend. I asked her to say hello to some mutual friends that have gone on ahead. Then I carried her to the door and gave her one last ear rub.

Goodbye, Cuddlepups.

Cuddles and the Turtle

Hugs,
Erin