Just got the call from my 14yo Son. My Dawg Guinness is really sick."took a turn for the worst" the cee you next thursday EX had to say.
got told after the fact, she's been sick for more than a couple of days now.
My Dawg is 12 1/2 and 90# she had a good run.Female 1/2 Chocalate Lab and 1/2 Coon Hound.
I've been prepping the Boy that since I can't be there. He will have to dig her resting place.
She lived there The Boy's whole life, no reason to change that now.
I taught her many things. Got my Balls broke for the barking at the door till I gave the word.
Fkin Perp was smashing car windows for change, got spotted and made a move to open the door to the wrong house.
My boys couldn't wait to tell me how scary teeth she was and how much foam was flying!!
Never so proud, too bad I didn't reside there anymore. Thats how I trained her, to watch my kids.
Had to hear it in my Sons voice that he was scared to see her so sick.
Sorry Buddy! I know you love her but you just never realized how much.
You were 18 months old and we walked down the block. you climbed in the pen and you chose each other.
The Ex being a Nurse couldn't seem to manage a basic assessment or load my Dawg in the Car to the 24hVet.
I know it's her time and she's been heartbroken since I was banished from the house that Davy Built.
I got a lame excuse that "the Vet Can't come till the Morning"
Divorce Court and the parasite lawyers took away my ability to intervene.
I've been trying to teach the boy to how a shovel works.
Some rights of Passage suck.
I still remember all my dawgs. Love them all.
Tomorrrow will tell.
Sucks I can't physically be there for my boys. Cee you next Thursday