mine is my brother almost dying.
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I've grown up with dogs, and have loved every one of them. But I've never been the one responsible for their end-of-life. Except for Pjay. (Sh*t, I'm already crying). Pjay was a beagle, the most loving and loyal companion a human could ever want. He only lived 9 short years before he was taken from us by acute kidney failure. When it got too bad, the only thing we could do was to help him move on. I looked into his eyes the entire time, until he was gone. He seemed to be telling me that he loved and trusted me, and that it was okay, it was time to go. It was so hard.
I hope there is a heaven for our furry companions.
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