Cooper was put down... He had a brain issue. He bit my dad TWICE! He was only 2 years old. God I miss him. I'm crying as I write this. We might get a pug-a-poo though... But it will NEVER replace Cooper. So I probably won't be on much. My great grandma is REALLY sick and the chemo will/might kill her. My great grandpa is losing it mentally. And Cooper was put down yesterday. I keep expecting him to come and say hello, howl, or get out. It was so bad that the vet that my grandparents used for their dogs since my mom was little wouldn't let my dad leave the clinic w/out putting him down. This is NOT what Cooper was normally like. He had a degenerative condition that caused him to get aggressive and would have made him die a very horrible and painful death in a couple of years. I can't write anymore. It hurts to much...
PS: I need a LOT of prayer. I feel like I'm hitting rock bottom again
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Beautiful blog, Lauren.
I want to say that God has performed so many miracles, big or small, in my life - I can hardly keep up! I can't see myself without Him - and if I ever do, what a horrible day that would be. I love Him so much - and I know that nothing, NOTHING, can take Him away from me. For as I am in He, He is in me...Keep the faith, don't let it go...
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