My baby boy was named Magnum and was a little 13 pound poodle. A sissy dog with a tough name is what we named him for. He was my first pet and he loved me very much. I never knew that I could love an animal so much. He became old and had heart problems at 12 1/2 years…it was the hardest thing that I ever had to do…the decision to “put him to sleep”. I hate all terms that mean the same thing…we (myself and two grown daughters} cried so long at the vets that day, I couldn’t believe that it was happening. I hope he is in heaven..happily romping without discomfort..I love you my honey boy………
My honey boy,
| Patricia |