Monday, July 30, 2012

Fritz the Idiot

Last night my dog, Fritz, died.
No, I'm not going to say "passed away" or "left us" or that we "lost" him, because we didn't. He died. I went and saw him before he did, and there was no way that I can describe it in gentle words.

He was about 7-8 years old, and a huge German shepherd. We adopted him a couple of years ago, and he's been a moron ever since we got him.
Safe to say, I miss him terribly.

He either died from heart disease or cancer, and there isn't anything we could have done about it.

Rest in peace, Fritz.


Cat said...

I know it's useless and cliched but, to be honest, I can't think of anything else to say; I'm so sorry. :'( I can't even begin to imagine life without Millie or Belle (my cat and dog). I send hugs <3

Cat said...

It's a bit wrong for the mood of the post but...

You've been nominated for the Belle Blog Award :) Head over to my blog to recieve it ^_^ xx