My Journey North – (part 2 of 2)
By fall of my senior year, Pixie was showing her age. We’d never properly taken care of her teeth, and I could tell her mouth was giving her some pain. At some point that fall, she stopped eating and drinking. She weakened to the point where walking seemed difficult, so off to the vet we went. I don’t remember what they said was wrong with her, but I think she…