It’s Friday afternoon, and you know what that means: CRY TIME. And today, we’ve got a guaranteed tearjerker that will make all your coworkers green with envy while you the sob the day away in your fluorescent soaked foam cell.
Wayne Giroux was an auto mechanic working with his son in Texas when he was killed in a drunk driving accident. His dog, a sweet, sweet baby from angel heaven, still waits for his daddy every day at the end of their country road drive. It is not only the sweetest thing on the whole planet, it also makes me want to surround myself with dogs who will both weep for me and probably deservedly feast on my remains once I pass.