 Not a Yorkie, but..
I brought my Yorkies to the vet today for a minor issue. A young couple entered the waiting room cuddling an elderly looking dachsund.
On my way out, I encountered the couple again; they no longer had their dog. They were both in tears. The woman was sobbing, the man just quietly streaming. The others in the waiting room were pretending not to see. The receptionist announced that "the ashes would be sent to the address they gave". :-( at which point I almost keeled over.
I wanted to hug them, I wished I could make it better. I told them I was so sorry. I did learn after they left, that he had lived 16 years. I wished I could have assured them that their sweet dog enjoyed their love and caring. I am just posting here in honor and memory of their sweet friend and their broken hearts. Thanks for reading. |