I lost two dogs last year. In March my 13 year-old Lab mix simply couldn’t lift her head one morning. X-rays showed a mass on her liver. In October the 9 year-old Chesapeake Bay Retriever died. He had been the victim of a lifetime of abuse and neglect when the Animal Control authorities took him from the previous owner who was arrested. We had him only about 4 months when he succumbed to an embolism tied to the untreated Lyme Disease he had.
Getting a dog is agreeing to heartache somewhere down the road.
What a good soul you are.
So true, but the joy, laughter, and happiness they bring during their meteoric stay in our lives is a blessing.