Today is one of the days that makes a guy wonder why he ever got a dog in the first place.

Our lab Zeke died this morning. He was almost 11. He had gotten pretty sick the past couple of weeks and the vet found a large tumor. We had decided to have the surgery and he made it through that but just couldn’t recover his strength and never made it home from the vet’s.

I’m dreading picking up the kids from school today and telling them. I think that will be the worst part.


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