Gonna Miss Him
posted in Frenzied Daddy |
Took Perrin to the Vet today. He couldn’t make it in last night from the yard, and this morning didn’t want to go out again. His hips were hurting pretty badly; he wasn’t eating, couldn’t walk. I didn’t notice how much he was drooling or panting when I made him move; by the time we got to the vet his pain was obvious. And he couldn’t walk on their slippery floor. A couple of injections later he was pain free.
Hard to convince myself his pain wasn’t my fault. I could have taken better care of him.
But I’m trying to remember that we had a great 10, 12 years with him. He came from the humane society, and if we had taken him back it would have been his third strike. We always said he knew this, because all he wanted to do was please us.
Sorry, can’t type; eyeballs are all sweaty.