My dad had a chocolate lab that he got some years before I was born that passed when I was about 5. I remember her as a very good girl, similar to Poppy, and this story helps me understand why my dad has absolutely refused to get another dog. Katie (his Lab), died from cancer when she was 9, waiting for me to go to bed, as she did every single night since the day I was born. My mom said she has only seen my dad cry once in their 26+ years of marriage, and that day was it.
Outstanding story. Incredibly well written.
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