pitt33
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They age at light speedYeah, One of nature's cruelest tricks is the relatively short life span of a dog.
They age at light speedYeah, One of nature's cruelest tricks is the relatively short life span of a dog.
Sorry to drag you back into the thread, but you need to think about one thing: I know from experience that the worst part is feeling like you betrayed his trust, but first of all, it's not true. You did for him what you'd hope someone would do for you. Second, he would know you didn't betray him, and I promise the thought never entered his mind. He left this world knowing you loved him as much as he loved you.I appreciate it. Brutal to have to do that 2 days after Christmas. It was even more brutal on the family that we believe this stemmed from an “accident” at the vet 8 weeks ago. He apparently had fallen off the table at the vet, and they had given us mixed stories but he had hit his head.
He just was never the same.
I can’t even stay focused at work. And every time I come home, it is killing me inside that he’s not there to greet me like always.
Just brutal to deal with. I’m not a guy who cries, but I think I shed enough tears this week for a lifetime. Just hope that he knows how much our family cherished him.
Help us get the W tonight, Toby. He was always by my side when watching Cowboys games.
Ugh. I need to leave this thread…
Sorry to drag you back into the thread, but you need to think about one thing: I know from experience that the worst part is feeling like you betrayed his trust, but first of all, it's not true. You did for him what you'd hope someone would do for you. Second, he would know you didn't betray him, and I promise the thought never entered his mind. He left this world knowing you loved him as much as he loved you.
They age at light speed
I appreciate it. Brutal to have to do that 2 days after Christmas. It was even more brutal on the family that we believe this stemmed from an “accident” at the vet 8 weeks ago. He apparently had fallen off the table at the vet, and they had given us mixed stories but he had hit his head.
He just was never the same.
I can’t even stay focused at work. And every time I come home, it is killing me inside that he’s not there to greet me like always.
Just brutal to deal with. I’m not a guy who cries, but I think I shed enough tears this week for a lifetime. Just hope that he knows how much our family cherished him.
Help us get the W tonight, Toby. He was always by my side when watching Cowboys games.
Ugh. I need to leave this thread…