A couple of months ago, my mum and her boyfriend, knowing that i hate pets, got a puppy. When i complained, they did something about it... they got another one.
In the run up to xmas, the second one got particulary (apparently) lazy - just lying about all over the place. I'd got to the point where i didn't mind if they lay their heads on me, or whatever.
It turned out that he'd got pretty ill, and he spent a lot of time at the vets. About a week before xmas, something went wrong with his bowels, and the vet had to operate. Which went well.
However, on the 23rd, he got worse, and we got a phone call at about 10 at night to say he wouldn't make it. He was just over 3 months old.
2 days before xmas. Great present for my sister, mum and her boyfriend.


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I know you didn't have him for long but it only takes one look to fall in love with them and become attached, i'd be devastated if anything happened to my Dog, he was five last year and he's as much part the family as anyone else. just remember how happy he must've been to have a new family that loved him 

