by Darryl Baysinger
My little boy is gone. On Tuesday November 18,2003. I had Baby put to sleep. He had had diaria off and on for the last couple of weeks accompanied by a dark stool. He went downhill really quick. He threw up Tuesday and had a seizure. I took him to the vet then, but of course they couldn't get to him and I was not about to leave him overnight, and plus he perked up quite a bit at the vets. He drank alot of water that night and had quit eating the last 2 days. He got up on Tuesday threw up in the living room and fell over. We knew then it was time and took him to the vet. He snuggled up to me all the way on his last ride.
Baby had a 12 year life that was full and rich. He liked to take long walks and eat. He was a trooper till the end. He was loving, brave, loyal and also cunning and a bit of a con artist at times. He has crossed over to join his sister Cocoa at the bridge. We love and miss you very much! It will not be the same without you! Till we meet again on the other side be good my boy!