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Today I had to do the hardest thing that I've ever done. I had to put down one of my dogs today and ever since I got home, my stomach has been queasy because of how upset I've been. I've slept most of the day and I just really don't know what to do to make it better, not that there is anything I could do I suppose, but eating has been difficult today. Today has been long and difficult and I guess I just need some words of wisdom I suppose dealing with loss and this disease.
That dog was my baby, you know? When I was first diagnosed and really sick I would lay on the sofa and on his own he would come up and lick my face, or he would jump up on the sofa and lay his head on my legs. When I'd be in the bathroom he would wait by the door for me and was just a real velcro dog. He was the first dog I had had a hand in training and we took classes together as well. I still have my other dog Zeus, and while I love him dearly as well, Apollo was truly something special.
Thanks for letting me ramble.
That dog was my baby, you know? When I was first diagnosed and really sick I would lay on the sofa and on his own he would come up and lick my face, or he would jump up on the sofa and lay his head on my legs. When I'd be in the bathroom he would wait by the door for me and was just a real velcro dog. He was the first dog I had had a hand in training and we took classes together as well. I still have my other dog Zeus, and while I love him dearly as well, Apollo was truly something special.
Thanks for letting me ramble.