5ontheFloor
New member
Well it's not a good day for me and my lady. We have no kids but we have three dogs that are basically our children. The pet owners on here know how it is. Last night our Boston terrier, Samurai, wasn't feeling too well. We thought he might have eaten something that did not agree with his stomach, it's happened before. This morning my wife wakes me up asking me to help move him because he'd gotten his head stuck between the mattress and footboard. I came to look at him and it was not good. Short, labored breathing, barely moving, not responsive. He had gotten up a few times in the night, but wasn't drinking water. We were gonna take him to vet but it was still too early. My wife had to drop off something at work so I called in to my work, stayed with him so when time came I could move him in my work truck. About 15 minutes after my wife left he started to moan, a sound I'd never heard him make before, and he kind of just slowly stopped breathing. He was in my arms when he went. Here is a pic from his younger days. He would have turned 7 in April.
This was his guilty face, like the time he ate my favorite jacket...
For my T4R peeps, pour a little for my Boston terror, Samurai, he was fearless, loving, playful, and everything that you could ask of man's best friend.
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This was his guilty face, like the time he ate my favorite jacket...
For my T4R peeps, pour a little for my Boston terror, Samurai, he was fearless, loving, playful, and everything that you could ask of man's best friend.
Sent from my SM-G930V using Tapatalk
