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Hi, I am MariusR, I derived my name from Ann Rice's Vampire Chronicles and I use it for everything. I would have just done Marius but the name was already taken.

Anyway, I created my account so i could just share things about my life. I am going to start about a week before August 13th of this year. I came home from visiting my dad in New Mexico and on the drive from the airport to my house my mother gave me some heart wrenching news. My dog, Libby had cancer. She not only had cancer, but she had tumors all over her body.

When I got home that day I laid down next to my beautiful 10 year old greyhound and cried enough to fill a small pond. I knew she was hurting but she had this very odd personality about her that made her seem more human than I am. As i lay there beside her, her eyes looked at me just asking if I was okay. About five or six days later we went back to the vet to see if her medication had put her cancer into remission, the answer was no.

We asked if she was in pain, the vet said that most likely she did have discomfort and that we could put her down any day. To end my dog's suffering I chose to have her put down the next morning. It was a hard decision, I would have liked to let her go on her own but that would have been selfish of me and I didn't want her to be in pain. I stayed up very late that night just staying by her side and petting her. Now that I look back i wish I had stayed up all night just to spend more time with her.

At around 10:30am the next day, our vet showed up at my doorstep with her assistant and a box of vials and surrenges. Libby was laying on her favorite blanket that we had set out for her and I was lying beside her holding a letter I had written the night before. As the vet injected the medicine i said my last goodbyes and cried into Libby's neck fur. She was gone within 30 seconds.

When the vet was packing her up to go take her to the crematorium, i leaned down kissed my deceased friend goodbye and whispered, "I love you, baby" into her ear. They took her away along with the letter i wrote her and I was holding her again in my arms within 12 days. Only this time she was in a box and could easily be fit into a glove compartment. She now resides in an ern on top of my entertainment cabinet.

I miss her so much.