Pet Type: Dog
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The last piece of her
My wife picked out Gracie at the shelter in 2013. Marion passed in 2021, and after that it was me and Gracie in the house, and I’ll be honest, that dog is the reason I got out of bed some of those mornings. You have to walk a dog. Grief doesn’t care, the dog still…
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There was no goodbye😭😭😭
I keep starting this and deleting it. Okay. Banjo was three. Three years old. I let him out to pee at 6:40am like every morning and by 7:15 we were at the emergency vet and by 8 he was gone. Bloat. GDV, they called it. I’d never even heard the word before that morning and…
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The last good day
Everyone tells you “you’ll know when it’s time” and I want to find every person who ever said that to me and ask them HOW. Because I didn’t know. Cooper had good days right up until the end and that’s what nobody warns you about. The Tuesday before, he chased a squirrel. Badly, slowly, but…
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Did I wait too long
This is the thing I’ve never said out loud, so I guess I’m saying it here to strangers. I think I kept Duke alive for me. Not for him. He was 14. Arthritis, mostly deaf, started having accidents in the house which he was so ashamed of, he’d hide in the laundry room after. And…