My not so bright, but faithful little boxer Beau is gone. He developed a bad limp in his right front leg that got worse and worse. No sign of any wound, but it suddenly swelled up hideously so the vet put him on antibiotics. The swelling subsided, revealing that the muscles in that shoulder were gone......just his shoulder blade poking out. Within a few days he started to appear gaunt, but still gamely hobbled along with me around the house. One more trip to the vet, but they were stumped as to the cause so I asked that they put him down. I made sure that I stared into his eyes as I promised that we would meet again. When we do, he rides "shotgun" with the window down like always. He lowered his head and was gone. Ten years of loyalty and fun.
I really miss the little guy and I swear, in the early morning darkness I can hear his collar jingling somewhere in the house.
Good-bye buddy. I'll see you on the other side.