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I just got an email telling me that my dog Waldo died this week. Apparently he was suddenly struck ill and lost the use of his legs. When my parents took him to the vet they took care of him and he was doing well, but while he was under anesthesia he passed away.
I'm heartbroken. We had him for 10 years, and he was the best dog ever. He hogged the bed, was moody, neurotic and a picky eater. He was demanding and needy and loud. He hated most of the people I brought home and insisted on being the center of attention. He was my favorite bedmate and always knew when I needed him. Seeing him was one of the things I was most looking forward to when getting home and I can't imagine life without him.
I've only ever loved two pets and they're both gone now.
I'm heartbroken. We had him for 10 years, and he was the best dog ever. He hogged the bed, was moody, neurotic and a picky eater. He was demanding and needy and loud. He hated most of the people I brought home and insisted on being the center of attention. He was my favorite bedmate and always knew when I needed him. Seeing him was one of the things I was most looking forward to when getting home and I can't imagine life without him.
I've only ever loved two pets and they're both gone now.
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