Our good boy Gizmo has taken his path over the Rainbow Bridge. He survived a pulmonary embolism around mid February, and we thought he was getting better, but about three weeks later, it happened again. I wasn't going to be cruel and put him through that again, so we said goodbye
He was my last bit of Dusty. Now that he is gone, I feel like she is really gone too.
I am not sure how Lady is feeling about it right now. She seems a little more clingy than usual (if that is even possible)
This is the last picture I took of him. As you can see, he just looks really weary. He lost about half of his body weight. Poor buddy was just skin and bones. I hope that he and Dusty are out exploring like they used to do around the neighborhood.
Liz gave me some sympathy bracelets....
Gina gave us this card....
this poem...
..and these wind chimes with this little tag on the bottom....
Rachelle gave me this ceramic box...
It sure is lonely in the morning without my buddy to keep me company while I drink coffee. Even though he was mostly deaf and blind, he always knew when I was home and would come up to greet me. We are going to miss you buddy! Please be patient until we get there too! <3
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