Guys are away so my daughter and I watched Marley and Me. Well, I watched it in it's entirety, she fell asleep (but has already seen it several times). Her sleeping allowed me to bawl without reservation at the end.
And, I might add, seeing this movie (and I DID read the book first) made me realize that our lab ISN'T all that bad. She went through a stage before she was a year old where she would eat anything and everything in sight, and in fact had to have major surgery to remove some undigestible objects from her stomach (pantyhose among those items. The veterinarian said "It's YOUR job to protect her." And I'm thinking, WHO protects MY STUFF ?!!!
So, she's survived, we've survived, and somehow she's five years old already. And watching this movie reminds me that we won't have her forever, so we'll dang well love her while we do! Ahh, Ginger, what would we do without you?