I had posted before about how I had two dogs in thriving condition, and that I was sorry for Hershey and you.
Not that Hershey has changed, but now I only have two dogs..... Our FunGuy, Hercules, had two health issues - an enlarged heart (so we think) and some misplaced spinal plates. Day after day was just more pain, and he got a bladder infection and could barely use the washroom. Last night he almost died in our livingroom multiple times. This morning I sat with him from 7:45 am until 12:15 noon, and that's when my parents told me we were putting him down..... Being a Catholic I had prayed for him the night before to God, even though I only do when I'm seriously troubled. I had begged God to do what he thought was best for Hercules, the one with less pain and easier for Hercy - keep fighting or let it all go. The fact that my Grandpa Sydney is up in heaven helps, but I think I'll cry for the next week or so. Poor Pandora, she's older than him and now she'll be all alone, they've been together since year 1. Hercules has been there for me since I was born...... We're going to put him down, the vets are going to burn his body, and we'll bury his ashes under a tree in our backyard.....
Omagad, I'm crying again....
RIP, Hercules and Hershey....