We had to bury Shelby today. We're not exactly sure what happened, but I think she got sick and died. She's been unresponsive and stiff for a few days now. Conner asked Matt if we were going to get Shelby out. Matt said, no, she died and won't be coming back. He said, okay, maybe in four minutes. Poor kid doesn't quite understand death yet. The kids are sad, but now they think we'll be getting a dog. Thinking that Shelby would outlive us, I told them a while ago that we could get a dog when Shelby died. Ooops. That didn't quite work out the way I thought it would!
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We are sad too. Good luck with the dog thing!
Darn it! Yeah, sorry you might be getting a dog now. That sucks. Are ya sure Shelb wasn't just hibernating? Maybe you buried her alive! Freaky!
It WAS awfully cold for a while...maybe she was in REM sleep. Oh, well, too late now, but you are really going to freak out when she digs her way to the surface a shows up on your doorstep! Got a name picked out for the new dog? A chocolate lab would be nice.
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