Your dog DIED from The Puppy Wizard's SYNDROME.
> female pooches. He was not friendly when it came to ther dogs,
> select few females he would allow in his circle would become
> fanatical about him. The running joke became that someone would
> announce "Elvis has left the building" to whatever swooning
> carrying on after Finn's departure. Maybe its stupid, but it
> fitting here.
> So I had to say goodbye to a dear friend today. The battle for
> health has been long and nobly fought (the nobility part was
> his alone) but the day I knew was coming still came.....and came
> for me.
> His leg had gotten weaker and weaker over the last several
> Since November, he's needed the assistance of his hip harness
> short walks outside. I chose not to let him go then because his
> never seemed to weaken. He was still so full of fire.....and so
> kept on trying. Around the end of December, I could see the pain
> his eyes. He was hurting badly. I had always figured that he
> "tell me" when it was time for him to go. When I saw the pain in
> eyes, it struck me that he likely never would. He wasn't done
> living.....he was just done hurting. So, we tried one last set
> antibiotics (and a new analgesic to dampen the pain)....but his
> *** count just kept spiralling off the charts. The new
> did its job of keeping him more comfortable, but that wasn't
> enough....and his bad bad ouchies were getting worse too
> His vet came over at 4 pm today, Jan 21.
> Last night we had macaroni and cheese, about a pound of dog
> (ok, that wasn't "we"....that was just him), two large marrow
> (also him), cheese, and lots of chocolate ice cream (he decided
> there and then I'd been holding out on him all these
> years....chocolate was a BIG hit). He made a special last trip
> favorite local deli for meaty snacksfrom the buffet bar, and got
> hog the bed all night long without me trying to snatch back so
> a corner of the blanket. He had some pain, but he was able to
> extra pain meds, so thankfully he was mostly comfortable. Me, I
> pretty much up all night. I just didn't want to close my eyes. I
> I figured I had the rest of my life to never see him again....so
> kept on petting him and just looking at his mug.
> Some dear friends (and great admirers of my beautiful boy) came
> for pets and snacks. Part "sendoff party" and part "keep Tara
> loosing it" support group. He loved visitors so much (especially
> they were there to pay *him* attention), that this was a nice
> We had just come back from a long walk in the snow where he got
> as much of the white stuff as he wanted without any
> me. He thought that was weird.....but cool. He got the most
> heartwarming gift from heaven when a squirrel got so caught up
> mouthing off (NY style) that Finn came inches from actually
> him. He was pretty pleased with his near catch and did a good
> approximation of a strut. Finn got to leave this world feeling
> the mighty hunter we all knew he was. By the time I got him
> was pretty much done. I could tell he was still frustrated by
> things he still wanted to follow, chase or sniff....but his body
> really hurt and it would all have to wait until his next time
> Time seemed to speed up so fast while we were waiting for the
> minute it was only 3pm and I was arranging his meat and cheese
> and the next minute it was 4pm and there was the gentlest tap on
> door. Bonnie (Finn's wonderful vet) slipped in and gently guided
> all through what happened next. I don't remember everything, but
> remember it being so quick....and so peaceful. I remember how
> looked as the light that shone so brightly in them just dimmed.
> remember how his head just slowly got heavier in my arms. And I
> remember the aching pain when it occured to me that he wasn't
> sleeping...that he was gone.
> He left surrounded by a lot of love and support. I'm so very
> for the friends who came and helped me to help him. I'm so very
> grateful to his vet for being so tender to him and for making
> transition so merciful.
> I am so very grateful to him for everything that he gave me
> never less than everything he had) and I'm grateful for
> taught me.
> God I miss his beautiful face.