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Picture taken today around 5:20pm EST.
This is the family dog of the mother and two sons (9 and 19) I've been sharing a home with for nearly four years. This is a mix of German Shepard and something else, unknown even to the owners, and has reached the age of nearly thirteen this year.
Today he was euthanized at 5:44pm EST at a local vet's office. He was simply too old and despite the youthfulness of this wonderful animal's mind and heart, his body simply could not keep up with him any longer.
Bogart was a very silly and loving canine. He adored anyone that would pet him and the moment he knew you were paying attention, he laid out and demanded you to rub his belly. He would would also chitter (clacking his jaws together shallow and quick) sometimes to get someone's attention back to petting him. I honestly don't think this dog would hurt any living thing. He's just too sweet.
He is not my dog, but when you share a home with an animal for almost four years, you get attached. This comes at least twice over for me since I'm an animal person. I loved Bogart almost like my own. I believe I took it harder at the clinic when I watched him fade away under those drugs than my roommate did. I couldn't help it. I hugged him and cried. I am crying as I write this too.
Rest in Peace, Bogart. I love you and I will miss you. May you return to the Earth and always know that a stray wolf from Ohio came to love you as his own.
This is the family dog of the mother and two sons (9 and 19) I've been sharing a home with for nearly four years. This is a mix of German Shepard and something else, unknown even to the owners, and has reached the age of nearly thirteen this year.
Today he was euthanized at 5:44pm EST at a local vet's office. He was simply too old and despite the youthfulness of this wonderful animal's mind and heart, his body simply could not keep up with him any longer.
Bogart was a very silly and loving canine. He adored anyone that would pet him and the moment he knew you were paying attention, he laid out and demanded you to rub his belly. He would would also chitter (clacking his jaws together shallow and quick) sometimes to get someone's attention back to petting him. I honestly don't think this dog would hurt any living thing. He's just too sweet.
He is not my dog, but when you share a home with an animal for almost four years, you get attached. This comes at least twice over for me since I'm an animal person. I loved Bogart almost like my own. I believe I took it harder at the clinic when I watched him fade away under those drugs than my roommate did. I couldn't help it. I hugged him and cried. I am crying as I write this too.
Rest in Peace, Bogart. I love you and I will miss you. May you return to the Earth and always know that a stray wolf from Ohio came to love you as his own.
Category Photography / Animal related (non-anthro)
Species Dog (Other)
Size 1280 x 960px
File Size 161.6 kB
S'alright, at least you went back and read it and I appreciate the compliment. He was an amazingly loving animal and could be simply adorable in his silliness.
In my case I knew Bogart was losing the fight, so to speak. The decision to have him put to sleep was of course my roommate's, and after all was said and done I found out why.
My roommate's brother lives with their mother, and said brother has a dog named Max. Don't ask me the breed, I have no bloody clue. Anyway, he was a rather friendly dog too until old age hit him. Hit him like a damn freight train and that dog was never the same. He was really skittish and would wander around the house aimlessly. What I didn't know about Max was that this condition was so bad that he was walking or running into walls, that his eyesight was bad and misjudged things like steps and depth perception, had awkward issues controlling his potty functions (basically pissing or crapping on the carpet out of nowhere) and was acting somewhat like a vegetable at times. Thing is, said roommate's brother wouldn't put him down because he loved him too much.
Which brings me to why I understand my roommate's decision over the obvious issues Bogart (and us) were facing. She didn't want him to turn into Max, basically. She felt that putting him down before it got any worse (or gods forbid her son found him dead in on the floor one morning...) would save them emotional scarring (especially the kid) and would be merciful for Bogart. So.. yea. Best intentions won this time, at least in my eyes. It was honestly killing me to see him suffering in the ways he was. I'm glad he didn't have to suffer too long and that he had a nice long life.
In my case I knew Bogart was losing the fight, so to speak. The decision to have him put to sleep was of course my roommate's, and after all was said and done I found out why.
My roommate's brother lives with their mother, and said brother has a dog named Max. Don't ask me the breed, I have no bloody clue. Anyway, he was a rather friendly dog too until old age hit him. Hit him like a damn freight train and that dog was never the same. He was really skittish and would wander around the house aimlessly. What I didn't know about Max was that this condition was so bad that he was walking or running into walls, that his eyesight was bad and misjudged things like steps and depth perception, had awkward issues controlling his potty functions (basically pissing or crapping on the carpet out of nowhere) and was acting somewhat like a vegetable at times. Thing is, said roommate's brother wouldn't put him down because he loved him too much.
Which brings me to why I understand my roommate's decision over the obvious issues Bogart (and us) were facing. She didn't want him to turn into Max, basically. She felt that putting him down before it got any worse (or gods forbid her son found him dead in on the floor one morning...) would save them emotional scarring (especially the kid) and would be merciful for Bogart. So.. yea. Best intentions won this time, at least in my eyes. It was honestly killing me to see him suffering in the ways he was. I'm glad he didn't have to suffer too long and that he had a nice long life.
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