It was a Tuesday, My girlfriend at the time wanted a dog that she could walk (we had an Golden Retreiver at the time, young and wild) so she went to the local pound and she went to the caged area every dog was jumping and barking except one. She said I'll take that one (chow/ ? mix),she was alittle over a year old and someone dumped her. We found out they were going to put her to sleep on friday (3 days away) so we named here friday. The girlfriend has gone but friday was in my life alittle over 15 years, I had to put her down early last spring. It was the toughest and also the best thing I've ever done. Within 2 months she lost her eyesight, hearing wouldn't eat and I had to carry her outside to do what dogs do and her hair was falling out. The vet said he could keep her alive longer w/drugs but not long. And the best thing i mentioned before was letting her go. I couldn't keep her just because I wanted her, it was her time to go and she knew it... Cyrk I feel your pain, but they had a great life while they were here...
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