We’re At Goodbye Again

At about 2am on Wednesday, April 3, we said goodbye to our little old man. Things took a very quick turn for the worse Tuesday night. The vet thought that there was a blood clot that was blocking blood flow to his right hindquarter. He was obviously not feeling well and unable to settle due to discomfort and pain.

Howie was with us for only 14 short months. The decision was not any easier or less painful than when we made similar decisions for Moree and Smokey. There were not any fewer tears. No matter how much or little time they spend in our lives, they each touch our hearts in their own special way.

Somehow, a house with two dogs feels so much emptier than when it had three.

What I hold in my heart is knowing that his last week with us was a GOOD week. He got three trips to the dog park and was mostly eating well. While it would have been nice to get in one more trip to the park, we made the decision that was right for him.

Goodbye, my Howie monster.