by Ty Wright
I thought i might share with others the pain and loss of my pup "Cinnamon".
She was a lovable pup at the age of 5 weeks who just couldn't get enuff of the underneath of our couch.She seemed to live there until she was 1 year old.From ther she blossomed into a beautiful reddish brown love pup that had a fetish for tennis balls.
Upon her 8 birthday,She was diagnosed with ovarian and mammory gland cancer.We were told nothing could be done for her.So began our difficult decision of surgery (that might have kept her with us 6 months longer) or let our savior take our precious baby.Alas ,although a difficult task,We decided to have her put down so she wouldnt suffer anymore.That had to be the most painful thing I've ever endured.I held her as she passed on and watched as she drifted peacefully into heavens awaiting arms.
I enclosed a picture of her......she was beautiful....I guess this is god's way of keeping her beautiful forever.