Today I found out I have to put my dog down. I was going to do it before I moved to NZ but for some reason I decided it wasn't necessary and brought him with me. But it's gotten to the point where he is so old and in pain and his behaviour is so hard to cope with that the vet decided I should think about putting him down. He's 14 years old and I've had him for the entire 14 years. I'm pretty gutted, I don't know when it's going to happen but probably sometime this week or next. What a great birthday present. I wish I had somebody to go and cry to but I stupidly left all of my friends in another country. FML.
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