'WARNING: 'This page contains sad stuff. If you had a very good and you're very happy then don't read it! If you read it and get sad it's your own fault. So, don't blame me
Teddy (September 20, 2004 - April 9,2013) was my dad's dog.
Teddy loved to play and eat. He was adopted 8 days before my birthday. In October 2011, My Dad found out he had cancer. He loved to go for his walks. He always plays with my Dad. He was a bit chubby. The last time I saw him was April 6th, 2013. On April 9th, Teddy was put to sleep because he grew a tumor in his left eye, he was going blind, and he couldn't breath at night. I found out on April 12th that Teddy was gone.