worst news ever.

Henry,
no one can ever hurt you again. you can poo on the beds, bite the kids, and bark bark bark. no collars, no kennels, no leashes. just all the snausages a dog could want, and belly rubs whenever you give that puppy look.
i love you so much, Henry.
we'll miss you more than anything.
RIP
good boy. who's a boo boo doo doo?