sharkbait77

The worst has finally happened, but not the way we thought it would. We've lost Togo, my beloved baby boy. Gone. He's just gone. It came out of nowhere, and there was nothing we could do. We've prepared for months to finally say goodbye to Freia. But she's still hanging on, none of us was prepared to loose Togo. This morning he was fine, greeting me in the kitchen with that adorable little puppy smile off his. Now, he's gone forever. I didn't even get to say goodbye. We don't know what happened, my mom thinks he choked on something, something she thinks had been causing him to cough occasionally for a few days. She's deviated, blaming