This one's not so fun, which is why it's a month late. On February 19th my parents' dog Murphy was put to sleep. I say he was my parents' dog, but he was around for (I think) 14 years, so he was our dog for most of it.
It wasn't unexpected, but it still kinda bites. As far as we could tell, he had an absolute blast most of the time, so we can't really be too sad.
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