It was a hard night. Sometime between 2 AM and 4:30. AM Snowball passed away quietly near my bed. I checked on him at 4:30 and realized he had died .He was a loyal and loving little buddy that we all loved, but none more than me. I've had about a week to prepare myself that he might be dying. He was very brave and wanted to be with me at work or at home all through his ending illness even though I had to carry him at the end up stairs and lift him into the car. He kept walking. and trying to the end. Not one whimper or whine he fought his battle bravely and without complaint. He died from liver failure according to the vet who ran his blood test. We tried to treat his illness without luck but plenty of cost. I had time to give him extra loves. I still have my other dog Jessie who tried to help Snowball by sleeping near him and checking on him. The two dogs have been together for nine years and always together since I adopted Jessie. Both are rescue dogs and both are American Eskimos. I laid Snowball out and covered his body with a towel until we can get a box to bury him in. Jessie is very upset. He keeps digging the towel off Snowball and licking him trying to get him to move or respond. They were very close. I don't know what to do to console Jessie. I'm just trying to give him a lot of attention. I know I'll be grieving over Snowball for quite awhile and I know Jessie will grieve too. Those who truly love a dog or dogs or other pets will understand the hole losing a loving companion can leave. I know time will ease the pain, but I'm hurting now. My Father died a little over a year ago. I'm still trying to deal with that as well. I don't know why, but I thought I'd share my grief with my KSU family.
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