About 4 months after losing Alaina. Wife thought it would be good therapy and help us get out of our depression. Sammy grows up to be an eating machine, and the cutest, most lovable lap dog one could want. Seems the breed is very mellow, though when we'd come home from work, he'd proceed to "sass" us by barking, kind of like he was telling us what everyone had done that day. And how he'd love to go on trips, smell the smells, enjoy the trails.
Fast forward, and he's diagnosed with canine cancer (liver, I believe). We do our best to make him comfortable. He still had his sassing, tail wagging, appetite, until we come home last night. He's bleeding out, it's time. Call the vet, take him in, tell him how much we love him, to go to Alaina, play with the mammoths, and say good-bye. Buried him in our backyard this morning.
See you at the Rainbow Bridge, Sammy. Help the mammoths keep Alaina warm and safe, ok?
Love you, Sammy.................................
Fast forward, and he's diagnosed with canine cancer (liver, I believe). We do our best to make him comfortable. He still had his sassing, tail wagging, appetite, until we come home last night. He's bleeding out, it's time. Call the vet, take him in, tell him how much we love him, to go to Alaina, play with the mammoths, and say good-bye. Buried him in our backyard this morning.
See you at the Rainbow Bridge, Sammy. Help the mammoths keep Alaina warm and safe, ok?
Love you, Sammy.................................