This is an old picture of my dog, from several years ago. I always liked it.



Two weeks ago I took him to the vet because he wasn't doing so well. He was down to 16 pounds from the 30ish he was years ago. In the last two weeks, he lost another five pounds, and in the last two days he wouldn't eat anything at all. The vet told me that there wasn't anything we could do, and he'd starve to death over the next week, so I had him put to sleep. We've had him since he was a puppy, he would have been 17 in September.

losing a pet like that always sucks. best regards

Death can fuck right off.
That's so sad
The fact that anything dies is pissing me off an abnormal amount this month.