As of 4PM Central Standard Time, the family dog Toby is finally resting in peace. In February he had come down with a horribly rare illness that had infected his fat cells and with no blood supply going to the fat the possibility of curing it was slim to none. All we could do was control the outbreaks with antibiotics that had radically altered his temperament as well as quality of life. He hadn’t been the dog we knew as ours for a long time.
Over the weekend he had another outbreak and rather put him through another long vet stay and gambling with his health… It was his time to leave us. Mom and I stayed with him in his final moments. Dad couldn’t bring himself to come along as with every other pet and it’s caused some drama in this house already. Toby’s in a better place now, and we still have the cats, but Mom has her mind made up we’ll never have another dog. We’ll see if she still feels the same in three or so months.
Rest in Peace Chunk of Pup. There will never be another weird little belligerent dog like you. You’ll always be my little bratty brother.
