As most of you know, my son has autism. He is a very loving boy. Very sweet and caring.
My dad and I have raised the same blood-line of bird dogs since before I was born, (50 years nearly). I grew up with these dogs and I've loved every one of them. Every time we have to say goodbye, sucks so bad.
This all put on the table... The dog is eventually going to die.
It's up to you to be the man to not only explain this to your son in a way he will understand that it's best for his dog but to also do what's fair and right for this poor dog.
I'll quote this poem that's stuck with me since childhood.
A good dog takes the time you can share, the love you can share and the food you can share.
In return, they give you everything.
Do what you have to. You and your son, (with some work) will find a new dog that will be able to take over the progress pepper made to help your family.
I highly suggest you take your time during this process but you'll know in your heart when you find that special dog for your awesome kiddo.
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Originally Posted by Rain Man
I loved the guy on top of the pole starting at around 3:15.
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