Had to put my 7 year old yellow lab down 3 years ago. She was a beautiful dog, more white than yellow, loyal to a fault–she was my shadow. Her liver failed her. I cried like a baby at the vet when we put her down–told her she was a good girl, i loved her, etc. I am not a crier. I was raised in a family where men showing emotion just didn’t happen. Have never hugged my father, but i bawled when i had to put down Blitzen. My father was in a coma for 3 weeks one time after a brain anyeurism, my son was born at 2 lbs and was in the NICU for 4 months, and i never cried like i did for that dog. It was hard to say goodbye to my most loyal friend, and i still get choked up three years later. Keep up the great work!!

Eric from MI