I’m sorry, but I got nowhere else to morn this morning.
I lost a gooder boy last night. There was no signs of distress or illness. He did all he normally did all day. From getting his treats to running in and out of the doggie door and barking at the UPS man.
We rescued him from being chained up outside and brought him home to live his best life. I think he did. And he will be sorely missed.
That sucks so much. I’m sorry. I always say that as hard as it is, the only alternative to losing them is never having them, which is of course completely unacceptable. Grieve, heal, and when you can stand it, give another that same good life you gave your dumbbell.