The tragic, rabies-infested ending to Old Yeller is so famous that a first-time viewer might feel prepared for it. But that person would be wrong. Travis Coates may take a step toward manhood when he shoots his loyal companion with a shotgun, but when we watched the classic 1957 film, we didn’t mature at all. We cried like little babies. Sure, sure, Old Yeller left behind a new puppy through which his loyalty and friendship would live on. We don’t care: we want Old Yeller back. Why is life so cruel?
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I am an adult. Can not make this movie. Is very sad. I am cry lot. I am crying as I write this. Regards.