Today my dog Chance had to be put down. I won't go into the specific how's and why's as I have learned that it's best not to linger on the death but celebrate the life. He was a good dog, one of the best dogs I ever had and a sweet heart. Even when he died everyone commented on how good looking he was and how sweet he seemed to be. That was Chance a sweet, loveable dog and I did my very best to see that he didn't suffer.
So one day Chance I shall see you again until then pee on everything like you always did on the dog walks. Fart in that angel's face as you lie down and dream of me. One day soon I shall come through that bed room door and you'll be happy and we'll go on the longest walk together though all the weather just like we did in life. Cheers Chance you were the best.