Zoe is a little puglet I met through my ex. I fell in love with her over 5 years. She was 10 when I met her. Still energetic and one of the healthiest dogs I've ever met. An accident last year left Zoe hurt bad. She's now reaching the end and will be put down this week. I'm 1,700 miles away from her and I'm crying like a blubbery fool. I love you, Zoe. I'll miss you and I wish you'd leap into my lap just one more time. At least I have the memory.
