I'm sorry to post again. I tried finding a "lastimages" lemmy but I couldn't.

Bear was laid to rest at 10:50am 16th of September 2024. I had him for 15 and a half beautiful years. We went for walks just about every day and he was the king of his block. Neighbors and friends come and go but my stinky man was always finding something to smell in the next bush. Even when the weather was against him, he could always sneak around and find something new stuck to grandma's shoes.

He loved nothing more than salmon, PINK salmon (none of that red or smoked nonsese), and so he ate pink salmon every day he could. His kibbles were never empty for long and the house just wasnt right if he didn't have at least 3 different glasses to drink from at any time. Though we bought him beds and blankets enough to supply a small army, he loved sleeping on news paper more than anything else. Something about inconveniencing the humans by weight of his sheer existence I'm sure.

We bothered him constantly his last two days, making him absolutely sick of us. We pet and loved him every moment of these last two days, and I held him sleeping on my chest for hours this morning. I don't think he could possibly have been more fed up with our emotional human nonsense if we'd tried. But I stayed with him every last second, and the last thing he could see when his eyes dilated was me.

I will never stop loving my boy.

Pretty sure I'm going to have to put my beautiful baby boy to rest on Monday. He's been getting very lethargic and lost his appetite. Spent 48 hours at the vet and he was treated for pancreatitis, kidney disease, and now we find heart failure. He's back home with all the meds he could need and he's comfortable.

He's my 17 year old very special boy. We've been extremely lucky with only 2 minor health issues that needed vet care and otherwise normal visits with clean bills of health. He's always been very strong (if very picky when it comes to eating) and he's been with me through the death of my mother and father.

Im honestly feeling pretty lost right now, but every time I look at him I can't help but feel it's time. He's got the best chance the vet can give him, but I still don't want to watch him suffer.

I really don't have much faith, but if you do, please pray for Bear.

Edit: Bear was laid to rest at 10:50am. It was extremely fast and he was so out of it he barely felt a thing. His suffering is over and so mine begins.