We had to say goodbye to Angus last night. When I got home from being gone all day yesterday I found him in pain, with gray gums and no capillary refill. Luckily he was well enough to get into the truck and I didn't have to call in help to lift him.
I'm really thankful for this last week we had with him. We pampered, spoiled, loved, and cuddled him. And I'm thankful for being able to hold his big noble head and ease his way out of his suffering.
He may look tough, but this dog was the most loving big baby you'd ever meet. He thought he was a lap dog, at 120 pounds. All he had to do was stand over your lap and he was a lap dog. :) We're going to miss him.
My thoughts of him are happy, even though I'm sad. We had good times together. What a dog!