It is so hard to let them go but they are carried in our hearts forever. I love thinking of them, over the Rainbow Bridge, running and playing again and waited for us. Kay Jax, Kia and Geraldine
________________________________ From: stewartgang <[email protected]> To: [email protected] Sent: Tuesday, September 18, 2012 10:43 AM Subject: [Chihuahuas] Sad, sad day Today, I had to make that awful decision to let go of one of my dogs. I had to part with my 16 year old pug. He was born June 24, 1996. This is one of the hardest things to do. Even when you know in your heart it is the right thing at this time, it does not make it any easier. He had lost his eye sight, his hearing, and this last month really did not want to get up much and walk. I would have to carry him outdoors to go potty, sometimes even helping him to stand for that. He lost most of his appetite this last two weeks and was not eating enough to sustain him. Lost a lot of weight quickly. He also lost control of his bladder and bowels this past week. Absolutely breaking my heart! I stayed with him and cared for him one final time, while he crossed the rainbow bridge. The thing that killed me most was he wagged his tail while the procedure took place. I came home bringing him with me, and layed him to rest near his mother's grave who we lost 3 years ago. She too made it to 16. As I finished completing his little grave, the sky poured down with rain, as if all of Heaven was crying with me. This is very tough. He will be extremely missed. I know he isn't a chihuahua, but I needed to vent. God Bless his little heart. Becky & the girls
