Sullivan died today, i'm not sure what happened to him, but he swelled up like a motherfucker and died. He was 7 years old. I took him on a store run with me last night, his favorite thing. And I was snuggling with him today-right before he died.
I am so tired of digging graves but I dug another one today, and Sully went to dog heaven with his tennis ball and his snake.
We loved him and he loved us.
He's buried now in the back yard, next to Buddy and Cypress.
We love you Sully...for fucking ever.
And we give him a proper send off to his namesake...drinks and The Pogues...really fucking loud.
Our hearts are broken
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