by Sara
(Brisbane)
I got Jock when he was 4 and has been by my side since, I call him the velcro dog cause he will not leave your side.
One day I couldn't find Jock, in the end I found him under the house and I was like he rarely goes under there but that didn't concern me. But when he came into the house he started running into things and then I started walking around him. His eyes weren't bright they were dull and he didn't want to go for a walk, so I decided to take him to the vet.
The next day they said he wasn't responding to the medicine and they didn't know what was wrong with him, but they said they can do a scan to find out but they said that would cost 2000$ or to put him to sleep, and yes the only thing I wanted to do was him to be in no more pain. So that day my beautiful beloved boy died and I miss him as a passion. The vets think he may had a brain tumour.

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