Tuesday morning I found out that my dog had a massive inoperable tumour in his chest causing him incredible pain and discomfort and my Tuesday afternoon he was put to sleep. He died in my arms as I kissed him and told him he was the best boy and he’s going to get all of the chicken nuggies he could eat in heaven. He was only 6 years old and I should have had him for longer. It’s not fair. I am beside myself. I don’t know what I do. I’ve been wondering around my house looking for him and waiting to hear his nails tip tapping on my hardwood floors but all I hear is silence. What do I do? How do I move on from this?
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