He was fifteen, grumpy from puppyhood, a champion snuggler and a royal pain in the ass, had canine OCD, and outlived his nemesis by six months.
Rest in peace you beautiful, angry old bastard.
Kishu Soburi
3/21/99 — 6/14/14
and the wheel keeps turning
Autistic Wordpainter 
Hugs — this is a bit of a blow. Two in a year is rough.
Thank you.
It’s not actually so bad. I mean, yes, we miss him and we’re grieving. But we started saying goodbye to him more than a year ago. This is the death we’ve been prepared for. It was time and now we can all be at peace.
that’s a relief to hear. Hugs anyway, though.
What a beautiful dog. So sorry to hear you had to let him go. Hugs!
Thanks, Guylty. It’s always a hard decision to have to make, even when it’s the right one.