I guess there’s not much more to say than that. 🙁
He was a gentle, patient dog that had been a part of our family since Jamison was a one-year-old, curly-headed Gerber-baby-clone. We’d known this was coming for a couple months, and last night it became pretty obvious he was nearing the end of his fifteen-plus years, but it’s still tough to say goodbye.
That’s all.
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