About a week ago, our beloved dog Tremor, died at the age of around nineteen. We believe that it might have been the medicine we gave our two dogs to help with worms that one of them had (not quite sure which one it was that had it so we gave it to both).
He was blind as a bat and we suspect that he might have also been deaf as well, his health has deteriorated over the past couple of months and we think the medicine was just to much for him. He was able to pull through for three days, barely being able to move except for his head.
It is kind of mean but how my father described his movements was like in the Terminator when the machine gets cut in half but is still going after them all twitchy like and stuff.
We buried him the backyard along side some of our other deceased pets. We aren't all terribly sad because we do know that he was very old (like 133 in dog years) hopefully he is in a better place now and we will miss him dearly.
Here is the most recent picture of him, from around a month ago...
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