Well, this morning has been horrible. I'm pretty much stuck on the couch due to nausea. And my sister just told me our family dog was put down this morning because she had stomach cancer. I'm trying to fight back the tears.
No. They didn't. They just took her to be put down. I loved her more than anything. I've been trying not to cry since she told me but it's impossible not to.
It's alright to cry. Let it out! I'm sorry you didn't get to say goodbye.