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In 2015 we came home from vacation to find out our Lab had a tumor the size of a summer squash. He was in a lot of pain and there wasn't much we could do for him. We said our good byes and he was gone by 10 O'clock that evening. As tough as it was for my wife and I, it was ten times harder watching my 12 year old son deal with this. I know how you feel with the empty house, it was just weird. For a few weeks I would look for him in the yard as I drove up to the house and not having him under my feet took some getting used too. Great dog and gone too soon, they are supposed to be around longer than 7 years.
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