Sunday, March 16, 2014

Time keeps ticking

Gus is doing OK. We had our quality of life appointment with the vet and it went surprisingly good. She started off by saying Gus may be one of those creatures that will never tell you, it is time for me to go. He is such a stoic, fighter of a guy. It seems horrible to for us to choose to take the fight away from him but it seems much more horrible to sit idly by and watch him vomit and have neurologic issues.

So for us we are creating memories and taking pictures and video and just about anything that will help us remember our 17 amazing years with our darling tough guy. (And crying a bit from time to time.)

Gus says: I am not dead yet! I feel fine, I think I'll go for a walk. 

(Monty Python you make me laugh in the worst times.)


  1. Many hugs. I think about this thing a lot with my little Rascal. Sometimes, I turn to him and tell him how glad I am we were able to live at the same time together. These little ones are so special to us, and they know it, too. I wish it wasn't so hard. Many, many more hugs.

    1. Thanks for the encouragement. It is the toughest part of being owned by a furry heart.