Last night was our last bonding together. It was the first time that I was able to walk him outside the house because he doesn't want being dragged around on a leash. I was so proud. Somehow, maybe he knew it would be our last moment together and he wanted to please me one last time. He was more obedient than usual and more affectionate than I remembered.
I was about to take him out this morning when I saw him dangling from the other dog's leash. They had a fight and somehow the leashes got stuck on his neck. I couldn't even look at him directly. I wanted to blame everyone but I knew I was just as guilty for his untimely demise. He was the sweetest, most loyal, and most protective dog I've ever had... and I just lost him. I am so sorry. I wish we had more time together. Goodbye my friend. I'm missing you already.
third world problems
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