Right now I'm venting on Reddit e because I'm just so f-Ing sad. She have large cell lymphoma and we had to put her down on January 1st. The day before we put her down she pulled me to where we used to always hang out with her brother . Every time I go pass that place I'm almost having a mental breakdown since I'm so sad. All that I'm happy is that she was tough enough to stay till after Christmas. She was 6 years old,husky and I don't know why god intended of her getting cancer. We tried everything to keep her a couple weeks longer but she stoped eating and drinking barley. It's been a rough month been skipping school because I'm to depressed to get up. I weight in my journal but that barley does anything. I keep on having nightmares about her telling me in different situations of how we should have not put her down. We tried to give her hemp to help Releve the pain but I don't think it worked. We recently got her ashes back and I was so sad and happy that I have them, at least she will ever be in my heart and our household.