My wife is at her parents house now preparing to take her mom's Irish Wolfhound to the vets to go to the great doggy gig in the sky. Maggie (the wolfhound) is 11, which is really old for a wolfhound, but we are still pretty sad. She got maggie when our boy was 5 months old, and they grew up together.
We will miss her, she is a giant dog with a giant heart and such a gentle soul. She is just so sick, unable to walk and now she is refusing to eat. I'm pretty upset about it all and my wife is in pieces about it. I have to tell my boy when he gets home from school what is going on.... Not something I really want to do.
So to Maggie: Fare you well, fare you well, we love you more than words can tell
We will miss her, she is a giant dog with a giant heart and such a gentle soul. She is just so sick, unable to walk and now she is refusing to eat. I'm pretty upset about it all and my wife is in pieces about it. I have to tell my boy when he gets home from school what is going on.... Not something I really want to do.
So to Maggie: Fare you well, fare you well, we love you more than words can tell