Ten years ago, I met one of my best friends, Mac. Last week he stopped eating and drinking, and struggled to stand on his own.
Today, I had to say goodbye to him.
I loved Mac.
He was with me during the worst times in my life and the best times in my life.
He wasn't just with me, he actually went through them, too.
He was always happy and excited to see me, always ready to play, always willing to go anywhere with me.
He was my little heart, and I will always love him.
Thank you, Mac, for being the best dog, the sweetest friend that I could ever ask for.
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