Hi all who read,
So I wasn't really on yesterday... at least i don't think I was.
My first dog, Percy, died yesterday morning. Wednesday, March 3rd, 2010 at 9:40 am.
I'm not really sure how to articulate this. He was my best friend and most valuable posession; there was nothing that meant more to me than this wonderful doggy. He was a 13 year old Golden Retriever who had never been sick a day in his lovely little life. My family and I crowded around his body as he took his last few breaths, trying in vain to get him to come back to us. I can't tell you how much this dog meant to us, and will always mean.
He made you feel happy and wanted,