tw: animal death

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Yesterday, my dad and I had to take Rosie for her final vet visit. She had been having health problems as of late, but in the last two days, she went downhill pretty quickly. The situation was made more awkward and tense by the fact my boyfriend was staying for the weekend, making everyone feel much worse.

We know it was the right decision to make, as our previous dog, Bailey, experienced the same health deterioration just before he passed four years ago. We didn't want her to suffer as he had, and my dad and I were both present, both petting her until the very end.

She was a beautiful dog, and we decided to keep her remains. I'll go with my dad to pick her up, and I get to keep her in my room whenever we get her box.