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My mind drove me crazy as I dreamed about this day, the day my dog was getting put down. Millions of thoughts were going through my head as I was sound asleep. Almost like I was a hibernating bear having horrible thoughts or dreams about this day. I suddenly woke up because the thoughts and dreams felt like a horrible depressing nightmare.When I woke I realized it wasn’t going to be a dream in a few hours. I didn't want the time to come so I struggled to pull my eyelids shut, but my eyelids wouldn’t budge. My heart began to pound against my chest like my heart was trying to break free or burst. I didn’t want to deal with this crap so I rant to the tv room and curled up next to my dog Bosco on the couch. I held on to him as tight as I …show more content…

I don’t know why but I started running after him I wasn’t ready to give him up I still needed him in my life. I know I had to do the right thing even know it hurts me to. I walked Bosco in the room where it was going to happen. The vet walked in the room with the needle that had medicine inside. I was afraid bosco would get hurt from the needle going into him but the vet said he won’t feel a thing. The vet walked toward me and told me to backup so I sat down next to bosco. The doctor injected the slimy looking medicine. Bosco slowly fell onto my lap as he was going into a deep sleep forever. I knew I couldn't save him because he was already gone but I believe he's in a good place. A wet tear drizzled down from my eye to my face, my neck , then it dropped onto bosco. I know bosco is gone but I can just hope he know’s I love him with all my heart. Also to hope he never forgets that we are still together in our hearts because we love each other so much but I really wanted him to know that is he is no pet, he is a friend and my family. When I think of him there is no reason I would not love him and I would never give up on him because he never gave up on me. He’s my best friend and my family and I will never forget him because once you meet someone you love you will love them forever and that is how I feel about my dog

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