I had to have a vet come to the house yesterday and lay my boy to rest (lymphoma). I've never had to do it that way before and I must say that it was heart breaking. I've lost several dogs, but suddenly or to just old age. This one was special, he literally helped me get through the toughest time in my life with loosing my mom to cancer when she was in her 50's and an ugly divorce at the same time. Muggsy could stare into my soul. I guess I'm just a big old 225 lb wuss, but I am literally sick to my stomach and am at a loss as to how to cope with it. Everyone says get another one, but unless they can guarantee he outlives me, there is no way on earth I would go through this again. Just reaching out to a great bunch of guys for support. No matter which side we are on it seems we all come together when we need to. Thanks, Chris
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