Today my dog was buried, the one who was put down yesterday due to cancer.
My Uncle and his Wife picked up our dog from the vet today, and they took her back to my other Aunts house where "Annie" had lived the past 8 months because she was too old to travel across the country from Melbourne to Perth with us.
But they buried her in the backyard of my Aunts house and are going to plant a tree on her grave.
I feel so much better knowing that the dog I grew up with and knew almost my whole life has been laid to rest in a peaceful place where she is with family. My mum and I were talking today about all the things she use to do, she was an intelligent dog, and my Mum's best friend began crying over the phone when my mum told her about Annie.
It just shows how loved that one dog was.
I'll say it once again. R.I.P my dear Annie. :]
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