Gone too soon, devastated
I lost my beautiful sweet boy tonight.
When he wasn't first in line for his dinner, I knew something was wrong. I saw him standing 50 feet away. His head was down, he was standing funny, shaking. His gums were blue and cold. He was dying.
The vet arrived in 20 minutes, gave him something for pain right away. After examining him, no gut sounds, rapid pulse, only mucus via rectal check... Colic, the bad kind... Twisted gut.
6 hours earlier I had been petting him, he was bright eyed and munching his hay.
Then within 30 minutes of finding him I had to decide where to have him stand to be put down.
I had the kids come out to give him a quick kiss, then sent them back inside.
We had to get him to move, as we didn't want his body lying there in the front yard where the kids play. The vet tried to lead him off, but he wouldn't budge. I took the lead rope and asked him to walk, and my brave boy walked 200 feet with me to the back of the laneway, trusting me to the end.
His life ended in the green grass, beneath a maple tree, with me holding his head and sobbing to him what a good boy he was, and how loved.
Run, Spike, and with you goes a piece of my heart..