We got up in the morning and Greta read Joey a book and book and then gave him a hug and said night night Joey.
So we loaded him and Greta up.
Dropped Greta off at day care and off to the vet. Joey's vet is a wonderful man - the staff as well. So sympathetic and caring. Joey was in his glory as he had more milk bones than he probably gets in a year. So with his head on my knee, Joey peacefully went to sleep. The vet reassured us it was time as he said he didn't even put up a fight and now she's with the Lord. I so agree.
Back at home, Miller searched for him and has been following me around like a lost puppy. Greta keeps asking' where Joey?' She loved him and he loved her. We all did. And just as I write this she saw his picture and said Joey. Awh the love of a girl and her doggie.
We miss you Joey!
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