Today had been a good day, until I came home and found my black lab, 14 years old trying to stand up to come greet me but kept falling over. His eyes were jerking back and forth. The past few months, he has been having seizures and apparently he had one while I was working. But this time, he wasn't coming out of it. He lost control of his bowls, and just kept getting up and falling.

RIP Duke. We lost two labs in 2 years. It's so hard, that and I found out today I have to move out because my mom is moving farther away closer to her boyfriend because we can't afford this house

Nothing ever comes easy, does it.

Here's my sweet boy, I won't have anyone to play 2 hours of fetch with anymore.

Back when he was a pup, and I was 7 years old.