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This week was the hardest week I’ve ever had. I knew this was coming, but when Kaptain got really sick it still came as a shock. He was 7 years old, and the sweetest boy ever. He was always happy, and ready to give you all love he could. I was with him the whole time. I never let him feel alone and kept reminding him of how good of a boy he is. How much he is loved, how much he taught me, and that it was okay to go across the rainbow bridge. He wagged his tail in agreement and we told the vet to go ahead. I miss him terribly and so does my other dog. It’s going to be an adjustment and I’ll never be the same. I keep wishing I’ll wake up from this horrible dream to him pawing me to wake up, telling me is okay. My sweet baby boy, he’s no longer in pain and will be in my heart always!