I had my dog Beckett put down yesterday. He was diagnosed with a malignant tumor on his skull last May, and was originally given a prognosis of a couple of months. As he was already 11, and treatment would have involved drilling out a large part of his skull and massive amounts of chemotherapy, I elected to let nature take its course. That
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remember the time he peed on the mormons that woke you up on a weekend morning?
that was so awesome
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