when i moved into this apartment my next door neighbor had an old beagle. he was a lovely pooch. the poor dog had cancer and just before thanksgiving he had to be put to sleep. i looked for that wee dog for weeks afterwards.
yeah. i used to see him when i was out on my porch and he would come out for a sniff around or a tinkle. he was so sweet and gentle.
that is so sad. i have lost dogs before. i know how you feel