This little baby had been failing for awhile, but always kept his spirit and personality - right up until the end when there wasn't any choice to be made.

I was going to take him on the 6th, but the boy said 'not yet'. That was the right thing. We had a few more good days, including the snow day on Monday that we spent snuggled up.

But on that Thursday, he had a hard time staying on his feet, and on Friday, the boy had to feed him water from a spoon. We knew it was the last day, and it kept the trip to the vet from being agonizing. I wrapped him up in a fluffy towel and laid him on the passenger seat. It was the only time he ever rode in the car without barking.

I cannot say enough about the vet - such kind and compassionate care from everyone. Then a few days later, this came in the mail

along with a card signed by everyone in the office. So sweet.