so my dad called me and said that he doesnt think my dog will make it through the night cause i guess she had a seizure or something and idk she’s like 11 years old and really skinny and has a fatty tumor on her stomach and basically it’s time for her to go but idk i was doing fine until my friends asked me about it cause i tweeted sad faces and it just sucks shes my puppy and im like an hour away and i just wanna be with her right now and tell her i love her and that she’s always my puppy.