Today was a pretty sad day for our household. We had to put our beloved pet Clinton to sleep. He was 11 years old; an overly large and very loving golden retriever. We got Clinton just a few months before Alex was born. For months now Clinton's health has been deteriorating, and in recent weeks he could no longer go up and down stairs. This morning he couldn't get up and when I came home for lunch he hadn't moved. When I coaxed him up to go out the front door to the bathroom he collapsed. Eventually he did get outside, but was obviously in a lot of pain. It was an extremely difficult decision to make. When I came home to take him to the vet he was up and about, and wagging his tail. It was very hard to do.

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