Later, little Brother

Brigid has some bad news.

I received the call this morning informing me of the news. I could feel her pain even before she spoke.

It is a terrible responsibility which we accept when we allow a dog into our lives…and into our hearts.

To have to make choices…choices that, no matter how correct, how right, hurt nonetheless.

Stop by and tell her yer thinking of her.

I’ll miss him too.

2 thoughts on “Later, little Brother

  1. Sorry, that was my comment, didn't see the bad spelling through the tears. . .

    He loved you and Midwest Chick very much. There were many good memories made together in your home and I hope he and Schmoo are happily playing together as they wait for us to arrive.

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