I posted this picture of my grandmother's and aunt's dogs back in October and since then they've both passed away. Griffey, the golden one, was on his way out for awhile. Valentine, though, was only 7 when a tumor was discovered in her mouth on Monday. Valentine's health deteriorated way too quickly. We had just gotten her to jump through a hula hoop. Last month I had her jumping in the air 15 times in a row before a cookie reward. She got real tired over the past couple weeks, and couldn't coax much more than a tail-wag on the suggestion of a walk. I thought it was surprising, and a good sign, that on Tuesday she gave a poodle jump before a walk, but apparently it was just a last hurrah. She had an appointment for a specialist today at 8:30 am, but she suffered two seizures yesterday and had to be put down.
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