We have sad news to share with our readers.....we had to have Chorizo (a.k.a. Weenie) put down yesterday. The vet said he had a growth/tumor on his colon and wouldn't last long. We brought him home for a week but Wednesday he was yelping in pain and we knew we had to stop his suffering. Jim Mossman went with my Jim to San Antonio and...we had Chorizo cremated and we'll bring him back to Colorado for burial. This hurts like hell !!!!!!
I wrote about our loss on my Facebook page and received so many sweet sympathetic comments. So many people had been in the same position and could relate to our loss. Later I wrote……
Thanks to all of you for your comments about losing Chorizo. Besides our personal grief and continual tears it’s hard watching his litter brother, Poncho, so confused and wandering around looking for Chorizo. When Jim walked him today Poncho headed straight for the truck and kept jumping at the door like he was saying "come on Dad lets go find Chorizo". Yesterday after Jim left for San Antonio I took Poncho outside to sit with me and he sat facing the highway (unusual) as if he was watching for Jim's truck to return with Chorizo. Poncho has never been without another dog in his life.... at almost eleven years old this will be so strange for him.
Here’s Jim faking a smile just before he left for San Antonio with Chorizo. And my last hug. We’ll miss you, buddy.
Remember, you are loved.
Read the story behind the saying HERE