I don't care what anyone says, losing a pet is heartbreaking. No, not on the scale of losing a person, but it's still a loss.
And Nexa, I HATE those long distance commercials. I hate the feeling of being manipulated, especially when it works so damn well.
Back on topic: I was watching a movie with my dad once, forget what it was but stipulate that it was indeed sad. He cleared his throat about a hundred times trying not to cry, haha. I finally looked at him and said something tactful like, "Oh, just let it go already!". He had to go to the kitchen for about five minutes, poor guy. He was not going to cry in front of me over a stupid movie.
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