The vet found cancer before cutting deeper for a full surgery, after we dropped him off the second time in two weeks. She advised to put him down. It was unexpected.
My husband & I were able to see Charlie, our first "child" together, somewhat lucid before he passed, & we said goodbye.
It was heartbreaking to let him go; a new brand of heartache I haven't experienced in my 36 years since Charlie is, I mean was, my first dog.
I ache at the loss of our constant & loyal companion. It's amazing how much you think about your dog throughout a regular day.
I'm glad we were able to see his last breath, his soul escape. Almost wasn't able to due to a work trip. Ended up rescheduling my flight literally at the last minute with major help from a wonderful co-worker.
Hard to let go of such a loving dog, especially with having two under age five.
Here's a pic from this summer of Charlie with our youngest.
It's sad she won't remember him; at least we have this memory captured to show her (and her sister) she has an angel dog named Charlie.
We love you, Charlie!!
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