Polly
We lost 1 of our old dogs yesterday, very tragically. I found her alone on the floor, and I suspect she seized as there was signs of a struggle. She had heart problems and a history of this, but still...Sarah is heartbroken. she had gotten Polly when she was 3 years old, and Polly was 6 weeks.She had wanted to carry Polly down the isle when she graduated from High School in 2 years, but now that's not to be.Both of us cried all night. I don't know what to say, how to comfort...Norman is more stoic, but it's easy to see even he's shaken and upset. We still have Gizmo, who's 15, but for how long is anyones guess. life is to fragile, and sometimes to sad.I tell myself to love the ones we have, while we have them, but the words sound hollow even to me. This is to close to Pa's passing, to much for a little girl to bear...I wish i knew what to do. And ironically we leave today for Moses Lake dog shows. Maybe that's the key...keep busy. Maybe. Sorry if I sound depressed...

depressed