I don't feel too good tonight. Mommy and daddy hear me falling around the house. They take me to the doctor. Katelyn and Hannah are still asleep. Jake is sad. I know the end is coming. I'm going to miss my family. I'm 6 years old, and poor Jake is 7. I love my family.
I go to the vet again, the first vet. The doctor lays me on a table an talks to mommy and daddy for a few minutes. Then she prepares a shot. Ouch. Just a little pinch. I'm beginning to see a light. The light of doggy heaven. I get closer and closer and then...
I'm in heaven.
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Shasta
Non-FictionShasta is a doberman pincher. She is a guard dog. We love her so much. Then one day she gets sick and we have to take her to the vet. We find out she has a serious disease. Will she live through it? This story is told from the pov of Shasta the dog...
