Wee-bey died on December 21st around 11:30am. He was simply in too much pain to go on. I had to make the very hard decision to put him down and I don’t think I cried so much in my entire life. He wasn’t eating at all, he wouldn’t even take his pain meds anymore and he wasn’t sleeping at all.He would just stand there staring into space or sometimes he would lay down, but never actually rest. His breathing was very heavy, which is what happens when they’re in so much pain.
That morning I took him to the vet I’m pretty sure he was telling me to just let him go. I joined him on the floor and he finally laid down, put his paw on my arm and laid his head on my shoulder. If there had been anything else I could have done to take all his pain away and to make sure he didn’t have to suffer I would have, but I did the only fair thing for him. He didn’t deserve the kind of pain he was in. Such a sweet pup, a best friend and one hell of a handsome boy.
<3 rip weebey



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