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My dog, Buster, had to be put to sleep today. He was 15-years-old and he was the sweetest dog that ever lived. He loved to chase after motorcycles and he was afraid of thunderstorms. He walked a little funny because he got hit by a car as a puppy and his hip was never quite right, and sometimes he liked to roll around on his back like a giant goof.

And I really wish I had gotten to hold him one last time.

I'll be okay, it's just hard losing a part of your family like that.

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