my best friend's dog passed last night. he was getting old and we knew we didn't have a lot of time left with him but he was otherwise in good health and we figured "not a lot of time" would probly be like a couple years or something. he was running back inside all happy and playful to go to bed and just had a seizure and died. i guess the thing about boxers just randomly dying is true.
i wouldn't say my friend is doing well but he's coping well. even better than me i think lol. i guess some people have better coping mechanisms and better relationships to death than me.

