Julirs
New Member
It is now 4:42 in the morning, and about 1/2 hour ago my teenage son woke me up to tell me he thought Ross was dead. He is. He has been in severe decline for several months. I had taken him to the Vet a few months back, when he went blind, and the Vet said if he is eating and can go out to the bathroom he is OK. He ate heartily both breakfast and dinner yesterday, and he slowly walked out to pee about 10:00 last night. His back legs had been giving out, and as we walked in the house I told him I knew he was going to break my heart, and he did. I just didn't know how soon it would be. That combined with the fact that he died here at home where I always thought I would have to have him put to sleep. I guess it is better this way. His companion dog of nearly all 10 of those years had woken me up after midnight with some light barks and she never does that-I am sure she knew it was coming. I am only glad that his suffering is over. Rest In Peace Dear Ross-you were a faithful friend. I apologize for saddening anyone, but I knew you guys would understand.