
Cheyenne was our first dog. She came from rescue as a survivor of heartworm. She was the very best dog who ever lived. She was so sweet, strong, and accepting. She loved everyone. When she died from cancer, her head was in my lap. She never complained even though she had to be in severe pain. She woke me up to let me know it was her time and we were together when she went to Heaven. I'll miss her until we see each other again in the puppy fields.
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