Our dog Cleo

[reelapeelin]

Shawsee, the 1st time my children saw me cry was when our 14 yr old Lab, deaf and arthritic wandered off for the 1st time in his life and was killed instantly by the man who called me to tell me about it (I had put flyers all around the area) ... the next time I cried was a few years later after I held our 19 yr old Jack Russell in my arms while the doc put her down ...

There are two kinds of people...those who give a part of their hearts to their animals and those who won't ... you are apparently the former...and you are the better person for it...tell your son to be glad for the great memories he has of Cleo...those made him part of the man he is today ... of which I am sure you are very proud ...

The opportunity to live is truly worth dying for...and that goes for our pets as well...