A better shot of our Buda Bear.

Lost our beloved Buda Bear

Last week we had to make the very difficult decision to put our dog down. He was our first baby, and we spoiled him rotten, well I did until my actual human babies came home. I will admit that my doggies took a bit of a back seat once our children arrived, but Blair continued to dote on his dogs. Buda lived a long, happy life despite developing Cushings disease at the age of 8. He still managed to hold on for another 4 years, but his last 6 months were a little sad. He just was not the same dog anymore, he would still eat anything and everything, even up to the last few minutes of his life (he wanted those dog treats at the vet even when he was getting so tired). He just did not want to go for walks anymore, he barked at everyone, he could barely get up the stairs.
It was so hard for Blair, he wanted Buda to hang on for the summer, and Buda did. He made a few more trips to the trailer with us (although, the beach walks were cut way down).
I realized that we made the right decision as soon as the vet gave him the medicine to make him sleepy. Buda looked relaxed and at peace for the first time in months. We both sobbed and sobbed, but the vet was so good with us (and Buda). She gave us all the time we needed, and reassured us that we made the best decision for him. He was so very tired.