Our precious pooch, Molly Moose (her unofficial middle name) Sneed went missing about a week ago. I think she is gone for good. My heart is quite torn over the situation and I'm feeling a little guilty. I am sad that she is gone but I honestly feel a bit relieved. I know, I said it. Guilty. It's just that my heart sort of did a 180 (more like a 90, okay a 135) on Molls when Lily was born. She suddenly seemed much more like a hairy, smelly, boisterous dog to me rather than our "baby". Still, I do miss our furry friend. She was one of a kind and we'll never forget her.
We love you Molls, this is for you.
(que sappy music, preferably Boys II Men, It's So Hard To Say Goodbye To Yesterday)
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