Grumpy Old William
I thought I was okay about losing William, he was an old boy, but every time I came onto the forum to write about his death I found it impossible without welling up.
Our old boy was put to sleep on Friday. His rubbing around the furniture and scratching had got worse so he went onto Gabapentin. That made him very unsteady and his back legs started letting him down. He still managed to climb the pet steps onto the sofa, but descending was a problem. He would bark for me to come and help him down.
Lyrica ( thank you Tania for sending it ) helped a little but eventually it became clear there was not going to be enough of an improvement.
William was 14 years old last month, a son of Monty, my Ch. Mareve Indiana.
He was my Mother's dog. He came to me when she became ill & died. A last link with her.
My husband gave him the nickname because William liked to guard his treat for hours before chewing it. During that time he would be under siege from half a dozen little Japanese Chin fluffies. His warning growls became part of every day life.
William was PTS at Cambridge. He has donated cell tissue samples for research. His ashes will be scattered on the Norfolk beach, joining those of all the other dogs I have lost over the years.
Cavaliers......Faith, The Ginger Tank and Woody.
Japanese Chins.... Dandy, Benny, Bridgette and Hana.
Remembered with love......... Tommy Tuppence and Fonzi