I adopted my sweet baby boy in April. I had never actually had a dog who was just my dog. He was 12 years old and needed a rescue, and he was the perfect dog for me. He loved going outside and would ask to go every hour and a half. He loved to cuddle. Today I had to put him to sleep because he got terribly sick, with fluid in his lungs and a failing liver. I am so sad I can't even think of anything more to say. But I didn't smoke over it.
