Having a bit of a bad day. Had to put my dog Hipshot down this morning. He couldn't walk, could barely eat, or bark, or control his bladder. All he could do was love me, and that he did very well. They shaved his leg, and gave him a shot. I held him as he laid his head down, and then he was just...gone.
I'll deal. I guess it's not supposed to be easy, is it? I promised him I'd get him down to California. I wish I could have offered him more. I hope he never regretted chosing me as his master. I hope he knows how much I loved him.
Friday, November 19, 2004
Hipshot
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