Death comes and goes

So today didn´t turn out to be one of the most pleasant days. Like most of you know dealing with death in the family is never easy.

I had a dog named Balto. He was a true family dog that cared and loved his mother, father and I and was always there for us.
But I got a text today from my mother saying that he was in a lot of pain and was taking to the vet to see if there was a treatment
for him. Unfortunately he has been under surgery two times already on his left back foot, and to be honest, I don´t think it´s humane
or right to give him pills so the pain will subside in a matter of days. No! That´s not the way I treat and respect my dog. I would give 
peace and remember the good days of him and I playing on the grassy fields.

I just wanted to let things out since something like this can too much to carry around.
Thanks to anyone who took the time and read this.

Have a good day!