A week ago today, April 8th at 7:00 PM, my sweet German Shepherd Amy died. She was the picture of health and everything was fine and normal all day. Nothing seemed wrong. She was sitting in the yard with her ball and when she saw Mr. Retirement coming through the yard she got up to bring the ball to him to invite him to play like she always does. As she got up, she fell back over and was gone instantly. I looked outside to see him under the tree petting her and asked what on earth they were doing laying on the ground together. And he looked back at me and told me "she's gone"..........I tried CPR for the longest time and could not bring her back no matter what. We both then laid on the ground with her in disbelief. We couldn't move, we were in such shock. The day before we had a cook out and as always, she was the star playing with my little grandbaby. Amy had a check up right before Christmas and was in very good health. She had an appointment for her vaccinations this week.
Amy never met a stranger and thought anyone that came here, came to play with her. She greeted everyone with her ball. We used to joke around and say she'd let home invaders in the house as long as they'd play with her. She was very safe for my grandbaby and followed her everywhere as soon as she learned to walk.
I can't tell you how bad we are taking this. Amy was my daughter, my best friend, my confidant, my shadow.
Amy never met a stranger and thought anyone that came here, came to play with her. She greeted everyone with her ball. We used to joke around and say she'd let home invaders in the house as long as they'd play with her. She was very safe for my grandbaby and followed her everywhere as soon as she learned to walk.
I can't tell you how bad we are taking this. Amy was my daughter, my best friend, my confidant, my shadow.
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