Buddy, our Maltese-Poodle passed away this morning, seemingly in his sleep. He belonged to a client when I was a dog groomer and he had been banned from many salons before I clipped him. After biting his owner he was going to be PTS but my partner agreed to adopt him. He was between 2 and 5yo when we adopted him - his records varied greatly.
He was diagnosed with a grade 4 heart murmur almost 2 years ago. But he was asymptomatic and only required medication after my partner had to carry him home when he showed signs of stress midway during his morning walk, a little over 3 months ago. The medication worked wonders and he acted like a young dog again. However, he began urinating in the house due to the diuretic, so at night, he has slept on doona on a trampoline bed in a back bedroom which has a doggy door to outside - no more accidents.
He had been a totally indoor dog before we got him with no walks or access to outside but with us, he loved his walks on the beach and car rides and freedom in the back yard to chase balls and birds - Alan (my partner) took Buddy in the car with him everywhere he could. Buddy and Quynne were great mates until they weren't and he would greet everyone with abundant joy whether they had just returned from 30 seconds away or he had never seen them before.
He wasn't initially good with other dogs (due to lack of socialisation) but Alan had worked with him and Buddy began to learn to read the body language of other dogs and had many dog playmates over the years. He attracted the aggressive attention of a number of dogs but other than with Quynne he was never harmed - even with Quynne there was only superficial injury due to our intervention and their separation.
Last night was very windy and I heard him bark a few times during the night - he didn't like the wind. The wind dropped during the night and this morning, I found him lying in the backyard in his favourite spot. I thought he was just sleeping but he was gone - he was still warm even though his eyes were glazed. He looked so peaceful even Alan thought he was still alive.
I wish one of us had been with him and he had not died alone. Even though this event was not totally unexpected, we did not expect this right now. There was no sign this was so close as his activity was back to normal and he was back to his cheeky ways. He will be cremated.
RIP, Buddy ........ little guy, we loved you unconditionally and you knew it.