It was his time. His little body had become frail and it was painful for him to move around with two back legs that didn't function. He moaned and cried more lately, and seemed to be asking why things hurt. Bump was 18 years and seven months old when he passed away today, and he had a good, long healthy life until his age brought him down. He always had the complete devotion of his family.
Words can't capture the happiness that this beloved little dog brought to our family, nor can they describe the void that he leaves in our lives. He will never be forgotten, and will live on in our hearts and cherished memories.
We love you Bump! I'll always remember him gently waking me up with sniffs in the morning at sleepovers. What a sweet little guy. We'll give you a ring in the next few days to check in - we'd love to see you maybe next weekend if you're free. We love you too Mr. Hackwhacker!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your thoughts, "Mr. B." I have a lot of time free these days, so call.
ReplyDeleteOur hearts go out to you. P.E.C. and J.A.O.
ReplyDeleteThanks P.E.C. and J.A.O. I cherish your friendship.
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