Tuesday, September 18, 2007

On Putting Down a Dog

A newbie blogger tells the story of his Mom putting down his newly-acquired pet dog.

He tells it well--especially in the last 'graf:

It helped that I'd only had King for a short while. I'd not known him as a playful, big-footed puppy. Yes, when I thought of feeding him and such, I snuffled a bit that evening. When I later went to say good night, I thought I heard Mother coughing in their bedroom. When I looked in, she had tears in her eyes. One does what must be done, but there's a price.

True.

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