Three years ago, we went on a 10 day trip to NJ. Left the dogs with my daughter, but the cat didn't like other cats or kennels. We arranged for someone to check on him every 3-4 days, but apparently, there was a communications problem and we arrived home just hours before he died from dehydration. I've never felt more guilty, and the girl who was supposed to check on him was devastated. Her father forgot to tell her, so she never came to the house.
Now, we are down to one dog. My daughter has moved out of state, so Willie comes with us, or he is boarded with our vet.
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