I just found my 13 year old recessive Pembroke Corgi named Derby, dead under the deck. I went down to feed him this morning and I couldn't find him. I walked in our woods, up and down the street calling him to no avail.
I knew he was winding down in his quest at life as he was sleeping more and not eating as well. My husband came home this afternoon and went to look for him. I knew he had gone out to die. I just didn't know where.
So he has been bathed and wrapped in a baby blanket and we will bury him in our backyard. My son is coming home for the first time in 8 months for the weekend and Derby was his dog. I am not telling him until he gets home so we can mourn as a family.
I feel so blessed to have had this funny little dog who made us laugh and was good with horses. My shepherds were acting funny this morning and I couldn't figure out why. Animals have this innate sense that people could truly learn from on so many levels.
RIP Derby 11/99-8/13 I loved you a lot.
Awe Zuri, I'm so sorry. Dogs just don't live long enough, (((((hugs))))))