Cried my eyes out at the vet’s … I’ve lost my best friend. Two cancers in his mouth left no choice but letting him go. I still feel the warmth of his head and his last breath under my hand. I’m hurt to the bone but glad his pain is over.
Cried my eyes out at the vet’s … I’ve lost my best friend. Two cancers in his mouth left no choice but letting him go. I still feel the warmth of his head and his last breath under my hand. I’m hurt to the bone but glad his pain is over.
When the say men don’t cry, they obvious never have met a guy at the vet that had to part from his pal. I cry so hard, everyone in the building does not know how or where to look.
I’m just happy they did not charge me for the installation of a draining pump in their office ;)