Dax was 16 years old. He had a lot of health complications, but he sure was a fighter. He’s been through damn near everything. He was our little escape artist. This October would have marked 16 years that I had him and cared for him. His birthday was July 23rd, 2010. I’ve had him since I was 6 years old. He’s been my friend and companion until the end. Through everything, he was always there for me. I could always count on him when I felt like I had nothing else. I loved him more than anything. He really was the bestest boy in the world.
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