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Anonymous
I know this feeling. My parents to put down the first dog I ever owned, Raqi (pronounced Rocky). She was about 13 and I was 16. We got her as a pup, and she had been with me nearly all my life! It was like losing a best friend. It took me months to get over it. I would always expect her to be barking at me when I get home, or I would go out back to call her, and she wouldn't be there... I made a little shrine for her in my living room, her little black urn surrounded by her collar, A snip of her hair, her paw print, her tug-of-war cloth, her tags, and a personally signed letter from her vet.
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