A dog dying always strikes a cord... all you have to do is feed them and pet them and they shower you with all sorts of love and attention.
This is my pooch. She was a surprise for the family one day - and I didn't even want a dog
(maintenance and school; my mum is a lazy person and she wanted the dog... but she wouldn't take care of it).
But, nevertheless, as dogs are...you begin to love em whether you want one or not. She's too friendly and sweet. I love how she comes to see me when I'm in bed sick, or when I'm in tears sad.
I like abusing her too and just touching and hugging her all the time.
She twisted her leg, then a week later, she twisted the other... she's been so out of it it''s sad.