Thanks, me too.

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Ceterum censeo Carthaginem esse delendam.

I considered it, but then I would just have had to badger him to seek treatment instead. At least this way he was already at the clinic.
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Benjamin D. Hutchins, Co-Founder, Editor-in-Chief, & Forum Mod
Eyrie Productions, Unlimited http://www.eyrie-productions.com/
zgryphon at that email service Google has
Ceterum censeo Carthaginem esse delendam.

I'm sorry to hear it, man.

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Thanks. He's lived a good long life, and it really seems like it's time--he's been battling kidney disease (and possibly dementia, which I didn't even know dogs could get) for a year and a half now, and he's reached the point where he's having more bad days than good. But it's never easy...

Today was a very subdued day. Ollie came out to the shop with us, but he's developed such separation anxiety that he's not even satisfied to be in the same room with the old man any more--he has to be held or he just cries. So we mostly just sat around and talked rather than trying to get any work done. I'm not going to mark it down as a wasted trip, because I think Dad needed that, and I wanted to see Ollie. Even though he's not my dog, we've been pals for a long time. I was away at school when my childhood dog died, and I've never entirely forgiven myself for not telling him what a good boy he was one last time.

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Benjamin D. Hutchins, Co-Founder, Editor-in-Chief, & Forum Mod
Eyrie Productions, Unlimited http://www.eyrie-productions.com/
zgryphon at that email service Google has
Ceterum censeo Carthaginem esse delendam.

As for your childhood dog, is that Wolfgang? Judging by how he's treated in your stories, I don't think you have anything to worry about concerning how much he knows you love him.

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Authors of our fates
Orchestrate our fall from grace
Poorest players on the stage
Our defiance drives us straight to the edge

No no, Wolfgang came along in my mid-20s. I did have the chance to see him off before he departed. My childhood dog was this goofus:

His name was Randy. He was a present for my fifth birthday, and after I moved away to college he went to live with my mother. The night he died (at the ripe old age of 15, which is pretty good going for a golden retriever, especially one who developed a seizure disorder in middle age), Mom tried to call me several times before she finally had to tell the vet to do what he had to do, but... well, who remembers dial-up internet? Yeah. So I didn't find out that he'd taken a sharp turn for the worse until after it was all over. One of the lingering regrets of my life.

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Benjamin D. Hutchins, Co-Founder, Editor-in-Chief, & Forum Mod
Eyrie Productions, Unlimited http://www.eyrie-productions.com/
zgryphon at that email service Google has
Ceterum censeo Carthaginem esse delendam.

RIP Randy.

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Authors of our fates
Orchestrate our fall from grace
Poorest players on the stage
Our defiance drives us straight to the edge