I am broken in serious crippling ways, yet he fixed me. He made me less obtuse he was a surrogate that allowed me to be a regular person. The jagged ugly thoughts I have in me were rounded off and I was almost a caring person.
Now he is gone. The folks at the vet that did this have financially crippled my family and taken my dog. This is the part I can't let stand why should I pay for negligence that took my best friend. The cost of this was so devastating I am going to need my money back if I am going to try to adopt another dog in the next year.
What kid of man am I if I let this stand