Knew it was going to happen but still wasn't ready for it...
We had to put my old boy to sleep Monday mid day. He has been fighting liver problems for over a year, losing weight because he just didn't think anything and I mean anything, tasted good. He quit eating all together Friday. Wouldn't get up unless we made him, then had even more trouble walking than was normal lately. He would drink watered down Gatorade, chicken broth, or yogurt if Glenna syringed it into his mouth, but would spit out anything solid unless you forced it down his throat. So we knew it was time. He gave lots of kisses all weekend, and right up to the shot. He went quickly with no struggles, which was a comfort. But I gotta admit....I balled like a baby for a few minutes. In fact I'm tearing up as I type this.
He had a great life, I just wish it didn't have to end. Glenna said she knew it was her feelings talking, but she wants a puppy out of him. (We froze semen 6 or 7 years ago for an artificial insemination sometime down the road) None of the other Irish around here have his beautiful head shape.
Thanks for letting me share, and further the healing process. Jim.
Ch. Coolmeadow Northern Spy CD aka "Dalton"
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