After 15 yrs. 8 mos., I had to say goodbye to the love of my life Max. |
This was one of the hardest decisions I had to make as to when it was time. My Max and I
had our very own special communication between us until the very end. As I was heading to the vet to end his suffering, he yelped from the minute we left the garage. Half way I realized it was a sign he did not want to die there, so I turned around and took him home. I called the in home euthanasia vet service and granted him his final wish. He passed away right where he wanted to be. I know he is now pain free, cancer free and has the use of his legs again and will be waiting for me over Rainbow Bridge. He loved chasing motor cycles, howling with the sirens (even taught his little brother to do the same). His favorite was chasing his basketball around the yard, running with his little brother, and flipping his Frisbee. In the fall he loved throwing his Frisbee into the pile of leaves, retrieving it, and doing it again. Loved going for walks, meeting new people and cuddles at night next to me. He had the most loving brown eyes and they just sparkled when he looked at me (and of course I had to rub his face...he would just melt). During the last 14 months of his life watching his health deteriorate was so heartbreaking, but the love in his eyes never did. He truly lived up to his nickname "Teflon". No matter what, he just rolled with it and taught me with his little yelps what ne needed/wanted. I will never have such a special connection as I did with him.