June 24, 2020
Yesterday afternoon I unfortunately had to put my dear faithful boyfriend Bob to sleep. In early March, he got a large malignant tumor in his front leg that turned out to be inoperable. He had been in a lot of pain the last week, so I had to make this terribly difficult decision. In April 2008 I was able to pick up Bob from the airport in Brussels, when he was about one year old. He was the sweetest, smartest and easiest dog you could wish for.
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