Shadow was only in our lives a bit more than a year. I wish it had been a lot longer. That's the hard part about living with furry friends. God gives us humans 70 or 80 odd years if we're lucky, which means several times in our lives we have to say goodbye to dogs and cats who get about 15. I just wasn't ready for it to be today. His illness was short with no signs in advance and only a few uncomfortable hours.
This little guy only had three years in this world, but he touched a lot of hearts. My brother's in-laws Jack and Sheila adopted him from a shelter, and he made their last year of life happier. They passed away in close succession, and we kept Shadow in the family where he gave us another year of love. And he's still in the family, back with Jack and Sheila again.
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