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<DIV>I know mere words can never express how sorry we are that Miss Dallas' time came so unexpectedly. I have learned that it is never easy to let them go even when they are ready. I am so sorry that you didn't have more time to prepare yourself though I am not sure that it makes any easier on we who are left to pick up the pieces without them. </DIV>
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<DIV>Miss Dallas was surrounded by your love as she left on her journey. I believe that love is the light that shines brightly to show lead them on the path to the Rainbow Bridge. We have observed a moment of silence in honor of your special girl. The girls have had there special treat in celebration of Miss Dallas' life. You are in our thoughts and prayers.</DIV>
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<DIV>The girls are sending you soft snooter smooches.</DIV>
<DIV>Karen and The Dog House Gang</DIV>
<DIV>Ruby Doo, Abby Gale, Sadie Maye, Nelly Belle, Teeka, Gregor, Cuddles, Miss Ayla (our senior, disabled foster kitty)</DIV>
<DIV>and our forever angel boy Tucker (ATB)<BR></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>I don't know, I am still stunned and just heartbroken. Dallas was the sweetest little Basset. Looking back, the last month -6 weeks starts to make sense, her loss of weight, the bloat symptoms that she had after every meal, her not responding to drugs for her UTI;s that she was constantly having. She had gotten down to 31 pounds, and her norm was 40. </FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>After hearing that she was probably in some pain, with the ulcers on hers gums and tongue, and that there was nothing they could do, I brought her to my vet and we let her go. We had to wait a bit, and I knew it was right, as she just curled up in my arms on the blanket and slept, pretty much even as they injected her. I held her, letting her know she was loved by many, and a few hounds she should make sure she checks in with at the bridge as they could show her the ropes and most importantly, the buffet. </FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>Hug you babies a little tighter this evening. The time is never enough.</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>Please note my new email address:<BR><A href="mailto:houndsabound@att.net" target=_blank rel=nofollow ymailto="mailto:houndsabound@att.net">houndsabound@att.net</A></FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>This will go 100% into effect on July 1st, no longer receiving any<BR> mail from our old email address.</FONT></DIV>
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<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>Thanks, wen and the Bounders<BR><A href="http://www.seniorhoundsabound.org/" target=_blank rel=nofollow>www.seniorhoundsabound.org</A><BR></FONT></DIV></DIV></DIV></div></body></html>