One of my dogs is now passed away.
He was a 14 year old Cocker Spaniel who lived a good long life with us. My grandparents spoiled the snot outta him during every meal and whenever they came home from the store or from a long time out of town. He was actually in fact, my very first dog ever. Though if I'm being perfectly honest, it was a gift for my grandma my grandpa got, I just got to name him... If there's anyone in my family who's really hurting right now it'd be my grandpa. Those two were constantly together like a boy and his dog sort of story. This truly is a very, very tragic day... and what's worse, my other dog may be going in either tomorrow or sometime next week to be put down.