We had to put our Newfy down this morning. He had a mass growing next to his ear and it ruptured this morning. Surgery was out of our price range and it wasn't a guarantee; vet said it was a high probability of cancer. He lived a long and happy life, ~14 years as much as we can figure, we rescued him when he was already full grown.
We went to the shelter to find a pup and as I walked along and saw all the yapping dogs, none really stood out to me; then at the end of the row was this big black bear just looking at me, he seemed to be saying "where have you been? I'm ready to go home." so i obliged. He'll be greatly missed.
We went to the shelter to find a pup and as I walked along and saw all the yapping dogs, none really stood out to me; then at the end of the row was this big black bear just looking at me, he seemed to be saying "where have you been? I'm ready to go home." so i obliged. He'll be greatly missed.