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We're talking about pets now?
In elementary school I owned a small pug named Cookie. She loved me when she was a puppy. She would sleep in bed with me, always follow me, and always snuggles me
When she turned three years old, she started having seizures. Took her to the vet, they said she had some sort of brain disease that was incurable.
My mom left me home one day. Came back and told me she had gone.
Literally one of the worst days of my life.
