** update 10/22 .. thank you to you - my kind-hearted and fur-loving blogging friends – for your sweet words of encouragement and understanding. Frankie had his appointment tonight and his Vet wants to try long-term pain meds and an antibiotic for his raw old skin. He’s currently resting comfortably in his condo. We shared a few tears, as she’s loved and cared for him since he was 9 weeks old.
Her parting words to me were, “Remember .. they love more than us so they age faster than us.” Frankie sends a smooch to all of you!
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Frankie, our furry friend, is a Senior Citizen now. He’s still hilarious, still loyal, and still sweet. But he’s also a dog who moans more than he barks, sleeps more than he’s awake, and struggles to get up and around.
He still shows up at lunch-time, still greets us at the door, but, lately, we’ve seen a change in him.
Being a Lab-mix, he has always had skin issues; he’s worked “hot spots” so hard they were bleeding. Yesterday morning he lost control and left “presents” down the stairs. He’s never done that, never had an accident in the house, even as a pup.
I always said that when his time came, that I’d know what to do. When his time came, I’d not make him stick around just for us. That we’d do the right thing by him, as hard as it would be to let him go.
It’s coming and I can feel it.
We’re seeing the Vet on Monday. I hope and pray that she pats him on the head like she always has and tells me he’s looking good. But, somehow, somehow my heart doesn’t believe that’s the case this time.
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“He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion.”– Author Unknown