Today was one of the hardest days of my life. I made the decision to send Brutus to the Bridge this morning.
Monday, he was diagnosed with hemangiosarcoma of the liver & spleen. He was still feeling good, so we decided to take him home until he told us that it was time. He had a good day Tuesday. In fact, he felt well enough to chew my iphone, & swipe a bag of treats. Yesterday, he felt good enough to go for a short walk with me, & he happily ate any "junk food" that I offered, as well as his regular meals. This morning, he happily woke up from his sleeping spot between DH & I. (Getting to sleep between us was something he had been angling for for the past 2 years. :) Even though he was happy, he told us that it was time.
Walking into the house without him here is so strange. For the past 2 years, I've walked in to a happy, grunty, nub waggin, kidney bean dancing fool. Now, he's gone.
Sleep soflty sweet boy. You were my snuggle buddy, my protector, & my own personal comedian. I will miss you more than words will ever express.
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