For the past couple of days, I've had a heavy heart. After finding out that my family's dog was really sick with a mass that was obstructing his bowel movements, he had to be put to sleep this morning. I grew up with Rosco. I remember the day we got him nearly 14 years ago. When I came home to an empty house one day, my mom, infamous for leaving notes around for everyone, had left me a note that read, "There's a cute puppy in the laundry room!" I found an adorable, excited, stinky black lab in our laundry room. Turns out that this puppy, along with the others in his litter, had been found in a drain pipe, and my parents decided to adopt him on a whim. Rosco was quite a rambunctious pup. For awhile he had a food complex where he would scarf down his food as fast as he could, only to ... [Read More]