Zoe was 9 years old in February and that's about the time we gave her to a lady we found online who rescues miniature dachshunds. She was my little precious until Rilo was born, and at that point I just didn't feel like I could handle all of the responsibility. She deserved more, and she got it with her new home. She got proper training and we got updates and pictures of her playing with other dogs, and even cats! On Monday Zoe was out running around on the ranch she lived on and apparently the ranch hand wasn't aware that she was out and accidentally ran her over. They said that it was a quick death and she wasn't in any pain.
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