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This Summer..

 I had my dog Chief since I was 4 years old. He was half lab and half hound. He was my best friend at my house. Everyday I would go outside, sit in the backyard, write, read, smoke, and talk to Chief. He would sit in the chair next to me and slept with me at night. He didn't listen to anyone in my house but me. When I cried he would walk up to me and put his head on my lap. 

Chief was the most loyal, loving, and funniest dog. All my friends raved about how amazing he was, because he was so chill. I left for college last year and started crying when I had to say bye to him. My mom said he would go in my room, lay down, and cry while I was gone. 

I was working at a summer camp this summer and while I was still in staff training my little brother text me saying "We had to put Chief down." I called my mom, incase it was some cruel joke, and while crying asked her if it was true, she said yes. She said that they had taken him to the vet with kidney failure days before but didn't want to tell me just yet. They had to put him down. I cried myself to sleep for three nights in a row. I've never even cried over a guy like that. 

InsanelyMe08 InsanelyMe08 18-21, F 1 Response Aug 13, 2009

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It can be desperately sad to say goodbye to a family pet, like that. I remember, as a child, having to do that when two dogs became too ill to carry on and were taken to the vet. They seemed to know that it was the end, too. You were probably spared a very painful scene, by being away. Had you been there, you would have had to suppress your grief, for the sake of the dog. Only last week, my mother told me, for the first time, of another pet, who had spent her last days watching her putting up wallpaper. After she was put down, my mother could not bear to resume the task for weeks