Sunday, October 25, 2009
This past monday we decided to put our dog (son) Oliver to sleep. He was 10, had an ear infection, a large tumor growing under his left ear, skin allergies, and cancer. It was a hard decision but a wise one. We wanted to let him go as long as he could, but in the end I think that was selfish on our part, just not wanting to let go. The last few nights we notice he could not get a good night sleep he would constantly walk around to find a comfortable spot, sometimes disoriented walking into walls. He also slowly start losing control over his bladder urinating up to two or three times on the floor in one night. Because of his ear infection he had a strong odor which I'm finding that I am missing, who knew the thought of a strong odor would make you have such wonderful memories. If all dogs go to heaven, the angels owe us BIG time. To Oliver you will be missed but not forgotten.