My Boy is Gone
Saturday afternoon Zachary took a turn for the worse. The cancer got hold of him. He was in pain.
Sunday morning, we brought him to an emergency vet.
We held him as he went to sleep.
I'm taking it much harder than I anticipated.
I miss my boy. The house is empty and hollow without him.
Sunday morning, we brought him to an emergency vet.
We held him as he went to sleep.
I'm taking it much harder than I anticipated.
I miss my boy. The house is empty and hollow without him.
Labels: K-9 children
5 Comments:
I'm so sorry.
By rockygrace, at 6:19 AM
Damn.
Sorry. He was a good boy.
By Sarcastro, at 3:39 PM
That's rough shit. I'm sorry.
By Unknown, at 6:20 PM
Aw. Rats. So sorry.
By Aunt B, at 9:18 AM
Why the hell don't dogs live as long as people? It's so fucking cruel. I can't even imagine saying goodbye. Not even for a second. He was a good dog. I miss him.
By Plimco, at 10:05 AM
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