Devon came to me 4 years ago from a shelter in Alabama covered in his own waste. I bathed him and cut his nails and it took 3 days for him to come to me again. He was vetted and stayed with me for about 4 months and i then decided to adopt him.
Devon didnt trust anyone else including my hubby for a very long time. After 2 years, he would get up on the couch near my hubby and it took an additional year for him to learn to snuggle with hubby.
Devon went with me on trips quite often. I so enjoyed his company and miss him so.
You see, Devon had lymphoma and was just diagnosed about a month ago. He was put on prednisone and even tho he ate fairly well most of the time, he dropped weight as if he werent even eating.
Just a few days before i sent him to the bridge, he started pooing dark watery poo and i knew he was bleeding internally.
At that point, i decided it was time to send him to the bridge. I know he was ready and miss him terribly. There is a HUGE hole in my heart and life.
But God has opened a place here for another needy hound.