Wednesday, September 2, 2009
A sad day is coming.
My dog is completely blind. He's been running into walls, tables, doors, and even me. He doesn't know where anything is and he can't walk up and down the stairs. We have to carry him. My dad wants to put him down and my mom is leaning that direction too. I agree with them. I feel like it hurts him more to be blind and but I feel bad saying that. He's been my pet ever since I was five years old. Right now he's making moaning sounds for someone to come help him because he doesn't know where my mom is. I guess it had to happen at some point.
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