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Originally Posted by TerryBPP
My mom had a great dane that died. I had to bury that big bastard. Took forever and was heavy as hell.
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I feel your pain. I once had a 110# Doberman. When he died, I grabbed my shovel, and took him out in the woods. As I started digging, I was overcome with emotion, and I was sobbing. By the time I had dug a large enough hole to put him in, I was cussing him!!