Gads, now Peppy is gone
Four months to the day and I lose a second dog. I planned better this time and had a home visit for the euth. Still, pulls hard on those heart strings.
Peppy began not eating well about two weeks ago. I started hand feeding her, which helped some but not a whole lot. Slowly the amount tapered off to nothing but an interested nibble now and again. Her bowel control also tapered off, causing me to essentially keep a mop handy. Her last day was spent on the doggie bed, grumbling at me or the other dogs. I knew it was time so I made the call.
The ones ya love the most are the ones that can squeeze yer heart the hardest.
Never cook bacon while naked.