Last night, we got horrible news from my parents: their dog, Snoopy, who they’ve had for at least 10 years, has cancer and will be put down today. In the sadness that comes from such news, I am thankful for this: my kids, if nothing else, are really deep feelers. They cried. And they cried some more. And they laughed. And, somehow, in the midst of all the sadness, there was this: Snoopy was a great dog. A great friend. And we’ll miss him.
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