When I found out my little Shorty dog was terminally ill, I debated whether or not to get another one before or after he passed away. My mom and I talked to many people and decided to get him before. I got Otis in June and Shorty passed away in August 2004. The word "replaced" never, ever entered my mind. When Shorty passed it was Otis who comforted me, and did his best to help me heal. I'm not sure I could've gotten through it without Otis. It was definatley the right thing to do for me. Shorty wouldn't have wanted me to close myself off from the unconditional love that dogs give us.
__________________ ~Paula~ proud mommy of
~Otis  (yorkie) & Oliver  (shih-poo) |