My little four-footed baby, companion for the last seven years, and owner of a good portion of my heart, left us today.
He had been sick last month with bronchitis, but was almost fully recovered. But he was old, and tired.

I guess he just couldn't hang on any longer. I was lucky to wake up in the middle of the night to check on him, and hold him as he was passing.
I hope he heard our words, and knew that he was loved. He was the epitome of a Good Boy.
We will be having him cremated, and his ashes will be spread on his favorite walk.
We will, of course, sprinkle a little every ten steps at each suitable bunch of grass or tree. Then we'll continue to pretend for a few times more, even though it will be empty.
(I'm sure he thought we were fooled by this charade when he pulled it)
If anyone is interested in contributing to the cremation costs, you can PM me, but what I really want is for everyone to hug your pets. Love them so much it hurts. Make them so happy that, when they eventually do leave this world, they will be able to brag about it wherever they go next.
Angus, my little boogie, you will always have a place in our hearts. <3