Chapter 23
As difficult as it was to lose your furry friends, it was better to lose them than to never have them. Along with the pain, there was plenty of joy and happiness. The feeling you get when you hold your pet in your arms for the first time is indescribable in my opinion. Knowing that they're going to be your best friend and companion for many years to come. They're going to be there for you, no judgment, when nobody else may be. That, to me, is worth all the pain of losing them... I stared at the thirty pound Shiloh Shepherd puppy in front of me, my stomach bubbling with warmth. He was walking around the living room, sniffing around every corner, searching for anything to put in his mouth. His fur was very fluffy, as many shepherd puppies were, and he was a beautiful sable color. I knew his
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