Submitted by megan on Fri, 05/30/2008 - 15:09
Last night Milo had a big party. I called around 10:15 their time, and the whole evening had been filled with friends and kong throwing and petting and hugs and beer. Most of those things for wee Milo, but not all, of course.
When the vet opened Milo up this morning, there was too much cancer.
It feels weird to say I miss him, because I hadn't seen him in nearly 6 months, and wasn't going to again for at least another 3. But I do, very much.
He was my favourite dog. The best little dog ever.