Today we had to put down Sister #2's old basset hound Cleo. She had been declining slowing for a couple of months. The last couple of days she stopped eating and was always wanting to sleep. Poor ole girl was just so tired. She fought a good fight to the end.
Such a sweet girl, you will be missed. No more Cleo "OOFS" to hear, no more stumbling over your skinny little butt when you stop short in front people. Run happy and free in the Summerlands where your pal Caesar is waiting for you.
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