A Good Boy
We put the dog to sleep yesterday. It was time. Heather tells his story much better than I can . Which is appropriate, because he was her dog. She knew it, he knew it, I knew it. He didn't ignore me, but he belonged to her. He loved her and made her happy, and I loved him for that. And now he's gone.
He was a Good Dog.
I miss him.
He was a Good Dog.
I miss him.
posted by Ted @ 16:14
2 Comments:
At 8/9/07 23:45 ,
MelloYello said...
...and he loved you for making her happy too! Don't deny yourself. We send our love.
At 10/9/07 14:39 ,
Ted said...
Thanks. A little comment-section sympathy goes a long way.
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