
The next morning, after our sundowners and fabulous fire, I received some incredibly distressing news. Due to poison, our feisty little schnauzer Gretchen had died late the night before, within only thirty minutes. She was only four years old, but had brought countless smiles and laughter to the household. This little bundle of fire was the cutest, happiest, and spunkiest dog any of us can ever remember. Full of personality she was all our favor
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