It was the most terrible news. When I look back on that day, I still couldn't get it out of my head. "We really can't do anything about it." the doctor said. I could see by the look on his face that he didn't like delivering the news about Mosley's declining health. But there was no escape, either way. It didn't matter whether we wanted to take him home or let him stay in the clinic for a while. Baby Mosley was in pain. And it was too much to bear.
We watched him become restless. We watched him decline in front of our very eyes. The Mosley who was so lively and healthy back then became a different version of himself. And more than anything else, it was a painful sight to behold.
But there was no other choice. We couldn't watch him suffer more.
So when the doctor took out the syringes filled with red liquid, we knew what was coming. We wept as if tomorrow never existed. Our emotions filled the clinic with grief, fear, and love for Mosley. For the next five minutes that followed, we watched him peacefully leave this life.
And then he crossed the Rainbow Bridge...
The next day, we get to see him for the last time. Pet Valley arranged this beautiful viewing for our little baby---he was sleeping peacefully inside an open wooden casket, with flowers and his name plate beside him. Not long after that, he was cremated.
Then we brought him back home.
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Mosley: A Mini Biography
NonfiksiThis is a short book about Mosley Quijano, a Jack Russell terrier who provided love, kindness, and happiness throughout his eleven years of existence. Let's dive into the words of his very own fur mom, Maxine Angeli, as she recalls her happiest memo...
