14 Beautiful Years, almost 15...


This week my puppy (family dog) Coreybelle is going to be put down. We got her when I was ten, and we use to take her off her leash and play a game with a mixture of tackle football and chase. Every once in awhile when we throw her a ball she'll catch it and run away waiting for us to chase after her (I don't think my dad was ever happy with the game, he liked to take her hunting). Now as she has grown older she patrols around the yard (in the snow it looks like an alien invasion). In the summer she is a great companion and runs away from me when it's bath time. She has been a great companion and family member and although I would love her to die a natural death, it is time for us to end her suffering.

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  1. RFebruary 10, 2010 at 11:30 AM

    I'm sorry Lauren. That's such a bitter sweet. Hope you have a good week.

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