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Wednesday, May 19, 2004

He's gone... Beau's gone...

I woke up this morning, and I knew he wouldn't be sleeping in his bed. But I still cried.

Yesterday we took him to the vet. The entire drive there... he had no idea what was going on, or what would happen. He was chewing on my hoodie sleeve when we parked in front of the vet's building. I took him outside so he could walk around a bit and be outside before I took him into the building.

They put him to sleep using gas, then used a needle to inject that stuff into him. He passed on at 4:40 pm Mountain Time..

Damnit.
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