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She had a serious illness in February 2012 that almost killed her then, but with lots of love, patience and elbow-grease (4 months of healing), I got her back on her feet.
Last Friday, she collapsed and my daughter and I, we took the dog to the vet, who tried one last course of action with a cortisone shot, antibiotics and pain-killers, but to no avail. All that we could do this last weekend was to make her existence as pleasant as possible. The dog gave up on life, did not want to eat or drink anymore. She was telling me that it was time for her to go. At least the weekend allowed my daughter time to say goodbye to the dog.
This morning, I took the dog back to the vet, who put her to sleep. I was in the room as it happened and stayed with my dog about 10 minutes afterward.
It hurts like hell, and I miss my pooch, but she is now in a better place. She was a best dog a man could ever wish for. Even as I write this, I keep expecting her to come around the corner and greet me. And the tears keep coming.
Tonight at 7 PM EST (1 AM my time), I will be toasting to Klia.
Anyone to wants to toast her with me is welcome to do so.
Tschüß, Klia. Papa wird dich immer sehr, sehr lieb haben.
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