My wife rescued 5 yr old Lab from the local shelter about 10 years ago. Over the past 3 or 4 days he has eaten and drank very little. We could see him getting weaker by the day and knew his time with us was about over.
When I left for work this morning I petted him and opened the door slowly so he wouldn't have to get up and move. By the time Ginger got up at 9:45, he was gone. By all indications, he passed peacefully in his sleep. I came home from work and, with my oldest son's help, wrapped him in plastic and moved him out back.
My youngest came over about noon and spent the afternoon digging the grave.
Bubba will be missed. We don't know what the first 5 years of his life were like, but the last 10 he was loved and pampered.
When I left for work this morning I petted him and opened the door slowly so he wouldn't have to get up and move. By the time Ginger got up at 9:45, he was gone. By all indications, he passed peacefully in his sleep. I came home from work and, with my oldest son's help, wrapped him in plastic and moved him out back.
My youngest came over about noon and spent the afternoon digging the grave.
Bubba will be missed. We don't know what the first 5 years of his life were like, but the last 10 he was loved and pampered.
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