Avitar was rescued from a shelter..you could tell he had been abused, as he was skittish and his under the bed for a full 7/8 days. He did not trust. He learned to trust me and my son who was about 7 when he joined our home, and he grew to love us and play with us. Every time I would come home from work or from being gone, he would run to me, as soon as he heard my voice. When he passed this morning, he waited for me to be there before he died. He was gettin so old and skinny and he stopped eating and began to just spend time outside in the sunshine alone..he knew he was going to cross over soon. He died this morning around 5:45 am and we just buried him with roses in the backyard of the house I own, where he loved to sit in the window soaking up the sun.|
We will miss our Avitar boy...he was such a good boy and great companion. I hope he knows how much we loved him for almost 15 years. 😢
We love you beautiful boy and we will miss you!
Love you, Carolyn and Collin