Everytime I go back to this, I cry. I know all of our dogs will leave us one day it's just none of us were ready for this and neither was he. Old age is one thing and you know that soon the end will be near but this was the same as if he had been hit by a passing car.
We're a lot better now about it but at times we can hear the faint sounds of his nails on the floor, click clack click clack click clack. When the light is low in the backyard and if you look out the back door just right at a brief glance; you can see him chacing a bird.
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