My heart has joined the thousand, for my friend stopped running today.
So, no one really posts here anymore...but...here's one from me. Sadly, its not a happy post but it does have a bunch of happy pictures.
Max is gone. We euthanised him last night. We found out he had bone cancer in his shoulder area about ten weeks ago. Take into account that he's twelve, has a bum liver, is epileptic, and already has a weak, stiff backend there wasn't much that could be done aside from pain medication and spoiling him till he was ready to go. He literally was on his last leg.
I keep forgetting he's not here. I woke up this morning and looked to the foot of the bed to say morning to him. I went to leave for the barn and I thought "better take Max out first". I went downstairs and almost asked my mom if someone let him out. I went upstairs with food and turned around to tell him to stay downstairs cause he always follows and mooches left overs. I think it will be awhile before I say "I had a dog that..." instead of "I have a dog...". I'm gonna miss him like hell.
The past couple of weeks he changed from his normal happy self to just pretty much the shell of Max. I think he only held out the last two weeks because he knew we all wanted to be with him for his final day (my parents were gone for two weeks with family in Newfoundland). He was ready to go last night and I can only hope that he's been restored to his younger self and he no longer hurts.
I'm gonna miss him like hell.
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Max is gone. We euthanised him last night. We found out he had bone cancer in his shoulder area about ten weeks ago. Take into account that he's twelve, has a bum liver, is epileptic, and already has a weak, stiff backend there wasn't much that could be done aside from pain medication and spoiling him till he was ready to go. He literally was on his last leg.
I keep forgetting he's not here. I woke up this morning and looked to the foot of the bed to say morning to him. I went to leave for the barn and I thought "better take Max out first". I went downstairs and almost asked my mom if someone let him out. I went upstairs with food and turned around to tell him to stay downstairs cause he always follows and mooches left overs. I think it will be awhile before I say "I had a dog that..." instead of "I have a dog...". I'm gonna miss him like hell.
The past couple of weeks he changed from his normal happy self to just pretty much the shell of Max. I think he only held out the last two weeks because he knew we all wanted to be with him for his final day (my parents were gone for two weeks with family in Newfoundland). He was ready to go last night and I can only hope that he's been restored to his younger self and he no longer hurts.
I'm gonna miss him like hell.
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