original prognosis, back in October of 2007 was "maybe two weeks."
It was a constant struggle for us to balance his quality of life and our own selfish needs to keep our boy in this world with us. He had many good days playing with us and animating that personality we love so much. We worried we were being selfish, our vet told us we will know when it is time. On this Wednesday in January the balance tipped away from our own needs to Dobie's needs.
Dobie went to sleep for the last time in Jennifer's lap on the couch he loved. We couldn't have asked for a more peaceful end; our deepest heartfelt thanks to Dr. John Mozier.
Dobie rests now in a spot over-looking the pasture where he often would lie and take in the sun.
It's been dark and cold in our home since he passed. Maybe time will make it easier, but there will always an empty spot in our hearts that Dobie filled.
There will never be another one like him. He was the kindest, most loyal and loving soul I've ever known.
My only comfort is knowing someday I'll see him again.
We love you, Dobie Do.
Monday, January 14
Gelleon was bleeding from his mouth. We called the vet who told us that it's a rather common thing to hear about and to feed the dogs wadded up balls of bread to help coat any small pieces they might have eaten. Mr. Mellon couldn't keep the bread down and kept gagging, so off to the vet he went. Dr. Mozier examined him and observed him for most of the day. He was sent home with some prescription dog food.
He seems to be all right now, but we'll going to have to be extra careful with what we leave on the counters.
Stuff like this always happens when I take the day off from work.
at 7:57 PM