March 6th 2008 9:46 pm
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Last year we lost ower Black Lab at age 14. He had mast cell tumors. When Prince had his last operation, we were told all we can do is "keep loving him" . We talked it over, and said that the day he shows any pain, we will do the right thing for Prince. Up until the last day, Prince was doing quite well. Then when we woke up the next morning. Prince was unable to even stand without difficulty. Then when he tried to lay back down, it was worse. He had suddenly grown a huge lump on the side of his neck. We said our good-byes, and told him we will meet him at the bridge.
Although I swore, I would never own another dog. As the pain was too hard to bare. My grandchildren had other ideas. I would call their homes and remind them when they came to visit, to NOT forget to bring their dog with them. I guess I just wanted a dog to hug.
One day my granddaughters picked me up. And we went to look at some puppies. The minute I saw Radar, I knew he was my next owner. It didn't take Radar long to train us. :-)
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