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Today marks the 9th anniversary of the day my baby girl Truffles flew off to the bridge, and the 11th anniversary of the day her big sister Tara paved the way before her.
It goes without saying this is the hardest day of the year for me. Comprehending the tragic set of circumstances that took Truffles from me far before her time is something I will always struggle with, and most likely something I will never be able to accept. She deserved so much more from life. And the fact that I lost them both on the same day two years apart makes me wish I could scratch this date right off the calendar.
In honor of my precious girls, please give your own fur babies a little something special today. Maybe an extra hug or kiss, a few more minutes of play or cuddle time, extra treats wouldn't hurt either.
Our time together is so fleeting; their fragile lives all too short. Never miss an opportunity to show them how much they're loved.