My sister just put her family Lab down. I was close with him. It was strange petting him knowing it would be the last time: it seemed like such a short time ago he was a romping storming puppy, not haggard and lean, unable to stand. Time was the only thing between then and now, and memories. I miss him.
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RIP good boy. We put down our dog earlier this year. She was 17 and we had her for over ten years. I'd say her name, but I would risk unveiling my password for about 20 different websites... She loved sleeping above all else, loved chasing (and sometimes catching) all the furry critters in our backyard, and involuntarily trembled at the very mention of the word "bath." I miss her dearly. Hang in there, the happy memories last the longest.