Unconditional
The harder you love, the harder it is to let go
By Claire JonesPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

A human hand holding a dog's paw
Ace was always the first one to greet me when I came home. It didn’t matter if I was in a good mood or a terrible one, he was always so happy to see me.
That’s how I first knew something was wrong. It was so heartbreaking to see him sick that I wasn’t sure I could be there at the end. But every day for the last nine years he had been there for me and it was time to return the favor.
“Good boy.” I said as I held his paw one last time.
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Comments (2)
Poor Ace! Those are painfully difficult goodbyes. Thanks for sharing your poignant tale.
Don't go after the dogs! Very well written 😊