Being a former lab owner (4 to be exact…oh, forgot Tara’s 13 puppies) this story, true or not, sure hit home. My last lab, Homer, I had to have put down due to cancer and being in constant pain….which tore my heart out. The day I took him to the vet, for the last time, I will always have burned in my brain and heart his look at me as I gave the leash to the vet. I promptly went to the parking lot and lost it, for a good half hour. Called work and explained why I wouldn’t be in that night and was told by my boss he understood and for me to go home and remember the good times…which were soooo many. I had Homer cremated and have him close to me daily….this was almost 20 years ago and the hurt still crops up occasionally
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