I don't really want to talk about this right now, but I feel compelled to mention it. I found out a few hours ago from my mom that our dog, Cava, died. He had just turned seven years old. Basically, one day he was healthy and the next day he couldn't even walk, so my parents took him to the emergency vet yesterday and it turned out he had cancer all over his body. They had to put him to sleep the same day.
He wasn't my childhood dog; he wasn't my favourite dog. But he was a cute dog, a sweet dog, a good dog.
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