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⌈ Secret Post #2177 ⌋

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Not recently - it's been years now - but it still hurts. We got a dog when I was about ten. She had her flaws, mostly due to insufficient training, but she loved me and I loved her. Living in a difficult family, she was one of the only two members of my family I truly liked. I moved away from home at sixteen, but I missed her and was always happy to see her when I visited.

A few years after that, I got a phone call. Our dog had become suddenly ill and had to be put to sleep. I wasn't told anything about it during those few days. I only found out after she was already gone.

I didn't get to see her for the last time. I never got to say goodbye. I've been wronged in worse ways, but many things haven't made me feel betrayed like that one.

My folks have a new dog now. My mom says he's the best dog ever, and I've seen him and he's cute... but he's not my dog. To me, she will always be the best dog ever. I still miss her, sometimes, and I'm the kind of person who doesn't cry for dead human relatives. Does that make me a bad person?

It doesn't make you a bad person. I didn't cry for my father, or my aunts/uncles, but when I had to put my dog(s) to sleep, I was a mess for...ages.

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Re: I had to have my dog euthanized yesterday and I'm miserable.

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