Wednesday, March 25, 2009

A day of mourning...

Today, my pet dog passed away. He's been with me for the past couple of years. He's destroyed countless stuff, pissed on a lot of plants, left poo-poo almost everywhere, and stuck with me when i'm down.

For the past couple of days he seemed unenergetic. He wasn't finishing his meals. Then 2 or 3 days ago I had to move him to the garage to stand guard. Unfortunately I was not able to move him to the backyard the following morning because I had errands to do and forgot to ask someone else to do it. That night he looked more weak, not even touching his meal.

Last night I contacted the Vet to have him checked. The vet told me she was available after lunch. Since I was unable to sleep I kept on checking my dog. He was vomiting yellowish stuff every now and then and was hardly standing up. I slept for a couple of hours and checked him this morning and he was still breathing but he looked much weaker now. I went back to sleep since the vet would only be free after lunch. As I woke up after lunch, I went downstairs to check on my dog. Alas! when I touched him, he was not responding and rigor mortis has set in. He could not wait for the vet and went to a better place.