A really sad thing just happened...

My aunt and uncle (on my mom's side) have three dogs-well, had. They've had more but...yep. But yeah, one died.

They've had the oldest, Holly, since a little after I was born. But it wasn't her.

The dog's name was Lily. She was...my favorite. She was a shitzu (or shi tzu, whatever) like the other two, and had a patched gray-brown and white coat. She had big brown eyes and was beautiful.

It all started this morning. My aunt texted my mom about Lucy-Lily's sister. (She looks like her, but with pure brown patches) She was acting sick (I never heard the details) and they had taken her to the vet. They were worried that she might have pancreatitis or a virus.

Then, tonight, at about 8:30, my parents received a horrible text. Lily...Lily...was dead. Apparently she had suddenly gotten the same symptoms, but it was too late to save her.

The only good news is that poor Lucy is doing much better.

So,

RIP Lily. May StarClan light your path forever.

Bye before I cry Wattypeeps.