Mark_J
Lurker
My grandma's dog, Lasp, is being put down tomorrow. He's old and sick, and it's his time. But it still hurts. I remember playing tug-of-war with him in the yard when he was still relatively young. I remember lay down with him to bask in the summer sun. It really hurts that those times are over. He was my awakening to the fact I was a zoo. And I'm just sad that he's going to be gone in a couple hours. I'll be losing a good friend. Rest in peace Lasp.