Posted by Henry on 3/8/2006, 3:44 pm
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I got Archie the Beagle as a 3 month old pup. After years of asking my parents, they finally allowed me to get a dog. I was in high school at the time on March Break, and I remember how scared and nervous Archie was to leave his mother for the first time. On the car ride home, he was looking outside the window whimpering and shaking. The first think he did was hide behind a coffee table when he got to his new home. Within a day, he immediately adjusted to his new surroundings and was this cute playful, but highly mischievous dog. For the last 13 years he was a loved member of my family. He was there for the good times and the bad. It was so sad to see him grow old, and lose some of his playoff characteristics over the years. I have to admit, I spoiled him by allowing him eat table scraps and sleep wherever he wanted. But he brought such joy to my life and my family that it was hard not to. This morning I had to put him down. After years of experiencing health problems, his body told him that the time was right. Even though I know I did the right thing, it was still a very tough decision which made me weep openly. I think I was prepared for this as much as I possibly could be, but the toughest thing was seeing Archie unresponsive in his last hours and obviously in some pain. I do think I'm dealing with this okay, but I just thought by posting this message it would help me in the grieving process in the loss of a very loved pet. I wish I could have spent at least one more day with him, but I think Archie already knew how much he was loved and cared for. I believe he's running around and eating an unlimited amount of table scraps in heaven.
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