The past few months we've been watching our old dog struggle. I've known about her bad hips, bad knees and now a mass in her leg, and I've known...it's coming. This past week I've started to get the feeling it's worse, that she is in more pain than before, and that we have to start to think about what comes next. And then I had the talk with the kids. I really don't know how to be anything but honest with them, and when trying to sugar coat or lie (like for Santa, or leprechauns) I just come across fake. Luckily, it doesn't matter much when they want to believe, and unfortunately, we want to believe that our poor old dog isn't that bad, isn't in that much pain, even when I know it isn't so. But, I hope that now that we've had the talk, the kids will begin to see and start to understand. And love her as much as possible in the time we have left.
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