It’s taken me 3 years to finally write this.
My friend Hank came to me as a puppy. He was definitely what was missing in my life. He was my closest buddy. we had the perfect relationship that a man can have with his dog. He was by my side through everything. Hank gave me 10 wonderful years that I’ll always cherish.
I realized too late that he was sick. Ultimately I had to make the difficult decision to have him put to sleep. The hardest part is convincing yourself that killing your best friend is actually good for him. When the day came, we went to our vet and she came in to do it. Hank was always protective of his paws and she was having trouble giving him the shot. I comforted my good boy and told him it’ll be ok. Just let the nice lady stick your paw. You’ll feel better soon.
The point I want to make here is I was shocked by the experience. In my mind I thought the dog would get the shot and a few minutes later drift off to sleep.
What really happened was I held my doggies paw and he got a shot and he died so quickly. My best friend was gone before she finished giving him the shot. Everybody, I know how difficult this decision is to make. I want you to know what I know now. Say all the nice things to your buddy before the vet comes into the room because it’s too late once it starts.
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