On my way

Last night my momma took me to the vet. I didn't fuss and cry, I just laid there waiting. My body felt tired, and hurt, and I was ready for the hurt to stop. Ready to take a big breath of air with out feeling constricted, ready to see with eyes that had not seen for years. As I left I heard my momma crying but knew she didn't want me to turn around, she wanted me to move ahead. The farther away I got the stronger my body felt, the sweeter the air tasted, the better my eyes saw. I'm all better now, with no more pain to hold me back, I can do all the things that young strong puppies can do, run, jump, bark and see. I will miss my mommy, but we both know that we'll see each other again on the other side of rainbow bridge.

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