My parents' dog, Luke, died last night. They didn't tell me until today. I got him when I was still living at home. He was a black Lab mix, and he was the best dog ever. He was 15 1/2 years old and was obedient to the end. My mom was in NC with her sister, and she was pretty upset today. He had arthiritis really bad, and we had talked about putting him down over the weekend. He was run over by a car last night. I really believe it was God's way of sparing my parents from making the decision.
I know he was only a dog, but he was part of the family.... I'll miss you, Luke!!! You were a good boy!
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Oh, so sad! Sometimes I wonder why we have animals, I get way too attached and its so sad when they die. It really is like they are part of the family.
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