My old man. My bestfriend.
A old dog is still cute as a puppy.
My third birthday this is dog is what my parents got me. He’s been really sick lately and tonight my parents thought it was only right that I’m the one that should take him to be put down since he was doing so bad. The drive there was bad but the drive back was worst. I never thought I’d miss a dog this much but I guess that’s why they call dogs mans bestfriend.