over a year ago I lost my first dog. He grew up with me - I'm 20 now. My brother found him on the side of the highway in nyc when I was 8 or so - poor guy was abused and traumatized so he wasn't very fond of people his whole life. Oftentimes snapped at me but I loved him anyway. Crappy days I'd go home and we'd both sit on the couch, bitter as hell in a silent, mutual understanding of sort. He was a quiet, low maintenance little guy. About a year ago he was getting old, and...Read full confession on reddit
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