I'm grateful for the wealth of spirit here! On Tuesday June 14th, his brother Elvin and I lost McCoy suddenly at the age of 6. He developed a blood clot from his heart disease which caused him to lose the use of his back legs. While I was on the treadmill he managed to come behind me and somehow get up on the bed. He was flopping over and over and crying. Luckily, I was near him when it happened, and figured out pretty early that he'd need to be put to sleep. I had to call the job I just started and get the day off. We had 5 hrs until McCoy could be seen by the Vet. McCoy did a great job of letting me know that he really needed help. He must have really been in a lot of pain because he bit me for the first time ever. Elvin kept wanting to bite him on the neck-I guess to get his attention. They had been very close-I chose them at 8 weeks old when they were having a friendly wrestling match at the Animal Shelter. McCoy was a very smart , independant, brave warrior, who loved to snuggle, be chased, wrestle, and bring me gifts. Elvin is dealing well with it all-including my going back to work, not sure where his brother is, my crying and needing to hold him a lot more. Boy was it tough to work that next day. The bosses were very nice to me, but I was pretty shaky. I hope I never hafta do that again! I'm still kinda shakey sometimes and that's ok because I'm missing having McCoy here BIGTIME and I'm missin' him crazy.
Oddly, the week before McCoy passed, I checked out a book on Pet Loss having no idea what was about to happen. I'm a lucky guy to have had McCoy's company for 6 yrs, and to still have Elvin.
Oddly, the week before McCoy passed, I checked out a book on Pet Loss having no idea what was about to happen. I'm a lucky guy to have had McCoy's company for 6 yrs, and to still have Elvin.
