Got him from the pound 12 years ago...I know he was old, but never been sick, not really, like a cough and a puke here and there, nothing serious though. Happy mutt, mixed breed, his momma might have looked at a bulldog at some point, 'cos he sort of had the looks, but not really...He used to put his big head on my shoes or feet, or even on my lap sometimes, and just stay there...And since day one he bullied the other 2 dogs and my cats for just that: his spot to put his head on my shoes or feet...hence his name was Bully. And I am aware he was kinda old and I have to remember him for oh, so many wonderful years of joy. Yet...he went from now to now due to an aneurysm that no one could foresee or prevent...and I didn't have time to say at least good bye, let alone I love you...

So tragic your loss, I recall the many pets who have passed on during my life. Some from an accident to the few who died from old age.

They show something few humans can, this seemingly unconditional love. My cold dead heart aches some despite the flatline...

Sorry you went through all that too :( Thank you for your beautiful words <3

Geez...I am saddened to hear of you losing a fur-friend. I actually know what that is like as I lost my kitty-friend a few months ago. It is hard and you never really realize how much a part of the family they are until they're gone. I'd give you a hug too if I could.

Oh no... I still can never forget putting my first dog down. Nothing could ever replace her. I'm sorry that you lost Bully. Hugs