tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19299755810998745872011-04-21T20:49:11.415-07:00Hotel Charlottehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17754683798505290089noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1929975581099874587.post-43320565589882471172007-12-14T15:52:00.000-08:002007-12-14T16:00:27.885-08:00Today was Bob's last day.<br /><br />He knew it.<br /><br />He wanted it.<br /><br />That doesn't remove the pain.<br /><br />Bob was 100 today, 14+ years old.<br /><br />I wanted to have a 100th birthday party for him.<br /><br />I should have had a 90th, that was before the diabities and other recent ailments.<br /><br />Victor was wonderful. He cried. I didn't expect that. I thought he just "put up with Bob"<br />Not true, he loved that dog.<br /><br />I didn't give Victor an opportunity to say good bye and that makes me sad.<br /><br />We had a burial for him. He's here on the property, curled up on his bed like he always was these last few weeks.<br /><br />I don't think he hurt, but he knew he was sick. He stopped eating a week ago. Appetite stimulants didn't help.<br /><br />He's going to be okay now, with Kayla.<br /><br />We miss you bob!<br /><br />If anyone happens across this blog who knew bob and wants to tell their story of bob, please do!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1929975581099874587-4332056558988247117?l=bobthadog.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Hotel Charlottehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17754683798505290089noreply@blogger.com1