Wednesday, May 18, 2016
Sir Tuxedo Thunderpaws 2004-2016
I appreciate all your well-wishes, but last night it became very apparent that Tux wasn't going to bounce back. I spent the night sleeping fitfully on the couch with him, and at 5:30 am he woke me up again. So I bundled him up in his favourite blankie, and we sat in the yard as the world woke up around us, waiting for the vet's office to open up.
Dave drove us up first thing, and together we said a final goodbye to our dear sweet Tuxie boy.
You can read the full story of how Tux came into my life here... but suffice it to say... he chose me.
And while his amputation slowed him down a little bit...