Sweet dreams Rodney
Rodney's illness took a bad turn on Monday and there were no treatments left to try.
Rodney was ready to leave but i wasn't prepared to lose him today so hesitated.
He sat in his box nodding off but didn't look comfortable. I realized that i was selfish trying to keep him alive for my sake. I stroked him one more time and let him go.
Rodney was 2 years 5 months old.
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