Liver failure. 12 -ish years old. His life with us began from a craigslist ad. He was beautiful and sweet.
Murph knows his brother of more than 4 1/2 years is gone.
I woke Murph to see his brother before he left to see the veterinarian. Murph couldn’t keep his eyes open. I took last photos sensing they would be the last. This is the last:
Tell me, if we make the decision to put our angel animal friends “to sleep” because it is the “humane” thing to do, why can’t a person of sound mind make that decision for themselves in old age while they still have their dignity?
We know of 7 deaths in 5 days, some of those being close to us. And today, Death accepted our precious dog, brother, child, friend and sweet soul, Mr. Bandit.
“Give me Lizardry or give me Death! – Dawn Renée