robpop wrote on Aug 7
th, 2008 at 6:34pm:
A few years ago, I had to leave town for work. My sister took in my dog while I was gone. The day I came home my sister called me and told me he had been missing for hours. She lives in a rural area, and I just figured he went for a stroll in the woods (as he had done many times before). I told her not to worry he will be back. I went to her house, andmy dog heard the sound of my car. He put the last bit of energy he had to come see me. It turns out he was hit by a car and was left for dead. My sister feeling guilty rushed him to the vet. I showed up later (as I had paperwork to turn in). It did not look good and I told the vet to put him down. I did not want him to suffer anymore. I left saddened. While I was gone my sister told the vet to do what he can.
Well its five years later, Buddy is doing great. And my sister will not take a cent off of me for the $15,000 vet bill.
I never thought one of your posts would choke me up homey.
thanks...
as soon as my youngest is out of his diapers, i'm getting a dog. a Beagle is what I want.