thistlebloom
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A week ago I made the tough decision of saying goodbye to our old Gatordog.
He was failing quickly and I didn't want to put off the inevitable until he was in so much pain that nothing was enjoyable for him any longer. He got to go for a last truck ride, sitting up next to me in the cab. I don't think he could see very much any longer, but I rolled down a window so he could enjoy all the sharp scents of the countryside.
The people that attended him at the vets were very kind and gentle to both of us. I held him while he drifted away.
We shared a lot of happy trails old friend.
He was failing quickly and I didn't want to put off the inevitable until he was in so much pain that nothing was enjoyable for him any longer. He got to go for a last truck ride, sitting up next to me in the cab. I don't think he could see very much any longer, but I rolled down a window so he could enjoy all the sharp scents of the countryside.
The people that attended him at the vets were very kind and gentle to both of us. I held him while he drifted away.
We shared a lot of happy trails old friend.