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I still keep wondering if he was ready. Why do we keep beating ourselves up over those last few days or those last few moments? I had 14 years with my baby boy, Sonny, and they were amazing. He was amazing. He came into my life when he was about a year old. He was a rescue dog, so I don’t know when he was born or what kind of mix he was. He looked part yellow lab and beagle, and acted part jack russell terrier. And he truly exuded the energy and spunkiness that was his own until his final day here with me. I wanted him to live forever. The vet techs used to call him the energize
On Sunday my sweet Clarice, 16 year old mini long-haired dachshund was killed by a car. She was blind and while we don't have a fence, she was old and didn't walk far to do her business... unless you stopped paying attention. Then she would wander off because she was a brave little soul and she trusted us to watch out for her. My husband took her out and got distracted. She walked into the road and was hit by a car; I believe she died instantly, though we rushed her to the emergency vet. My heart has never been so broken, not just because I lost her when she was perfectly healthy (we
Hobo King was an Australian Terrier that looked like a plush toy come to life. Full of personality with an adventurous spirit. He was only 9. He had a seizure and I rushed him to the animal hospital. With Covid 19 I had to just drop him off. After spending one night, he was released and put on seizure medication. The following week he had another seizure that lasted for nearly an hour. His seizure was not controlled by medication. He made it through the night. I took him to a neurologist the next morning to have a MRI in a different city. They diagnosed him with a