Today I lost my big guy who has been with me through all the ups and downs of the past 13.5 years. He was one of the constants in my crazy life during that time. He was my first dog. He was my pride and joy...even if he slobbered more than I would have liked. He made me laugh. He frustrated me. He kept me company when I was at my loneliest and he comforted me when I was sad. No one gave a good sloppy kiss like that boy! We spent the last week treating him like the king of the house and the last two days being spoiled rotten. I was inspired by this article that I saw on Friday and did a bit of shopping on my way home to make it happen for him. Lots of good food and treats and lots of love and even more pictures. I hope that we made him happy.
We are very grateful that the vet came to the house. There was so much less stress this way. We took him out and let him take a last long walk around the yard without having to worry about tiring him out or his legs holding up enough to get him in the house. He dragged me all over chasing new smells and exploring. When he was tired, we settled him on a blanket and loved on him. It was peaceful and loving...like it should be.
He was very loved. He will be so missed. RIP my Enzo.
