I had a mastiff.
He was big and beautiful and bold.
He was also sick.
When he was four months old, he got an edema. At six months old, an abscess in his right knee. At seven months old, another abscess. We fought for him. We fought with him.
And now, before his first birthday, we said goodbye to him.
We couldn’t stop it.
I know letting go was something we had to do, and yet it’s still incredibly painful! He was a beautiful dog, loving, kind, devoted, and smart. His name was Dino and he was SuperDog! He never wept, and he was such a slobbery kisser. We loved our Dino! And at least for a short, wonderful year, Dino loved us, too.
Still. It’s hard to say goodbye!
Aw Red… I’m so so sorry
This is terrible, Red.
My deepest condolences.
Hugs
Maria