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My dog Krusty pizza had to leave this world last night.
He was 16 years old. He had a really good life. I found him in the brush in south Texas. He was a wee pup someone just left on the side of the road to die. I saw him and picked him up and took him home. I always joke with my wife that he was half coyote. I finished my shift and dipped his flea and tick bag ass in some quality dip.
I don't train my dogs to do tricks, I just teach them how to socialize with people and live within my rules. He was a good gentle guy who was an asshole at times. He was a sneaky bastard who knew when you weren't paying attention and would steal shit. He knew I hated that shit. I would try everything to stop him from jumping on the table and taking food when he knew I wasn't paying attention. Fucker stole some steaks I was preparing for the grill one time when I left the room. He was super smart and knew when he could get away with it.
When he was a young guy he would jump a 6 ft fence to meet me when I drove into the driveway. He wouldn't jump to escape, just to come say hi to me. The times he would run off he would go around the block then come straight home. I never worried about him. He was really healthy and really smart his entire life.
He had to adjust to the kids when my wife and I had them. He wasn't mean or snap at the kids he just kept his distance at first. He finally warmed up to them and then they would do shit to him that annoyed him, he would just go into his crate and be alone.
He was a dogs dog. He loved other dogs and my retrievers loved him and he loved them. He was a terrier and blue heeler mix. He was very athletic when he was young.
He was getting old and finally last week he was falling off balance. I kept my eye on him and yesterday morning he shit his crate and vomitted in there. I took him out and he couldn't stand right. He was swaying like he was drunk. I had never seen him like that. I took him to the vet and they said he had some neurological damage and an Mri could pin point what was wrong. My dog was 16 years old. I wasn't going to do that I know he is old and I promised myself and him that I would never let him suffer.
It's a hard decision to make but I couldn't see him like that anymore. It broke my heart.
We took him to the vet and he left this world at 6:05 pm central standard time. RIP Krusty pizza you were an asshole at times but I loved you dearly.
He was 16 years old. He had a really good life. I found him in the brush in south Texas. He was a wee pup someone just left on the side of the road to die. I saw him and picked him up and took him home. I always joke with my wife that he was half coyote. I finished my shift and dipped his flea and tick bag ass in some quality dip.
I don't train my dogs to do tricks, I just teach them how to socialize with people and live within my rules. He was a good gentle guy who was an asshole at times. He was a sneaky bastard who knew when you weren't paying attention and would steal shit. He knew I hated that shit. I would try everything to stop him from jumping on the table and taking food when he knew I wasn't paying attention. Fucker stole some steaks I was preparing for the grill one time when I left the room. He was super smart and knew when he could get away with it.
When he was a young guy he would jump a 6 ft fence to meet me when I drove into the driveway. He wouldn't jump to escape, just to come say hi to me. The times he would run off he would go around the block then come straight home. I never worried about him. He was really healthy and really smart his entire life.
He had to adjust to the kids when my wife and I had them. He wasn't mean or snap at the kids he just kept his distance at first. He finally warmed up to them and then they would do shit to him that annoyed him, he would just go into his crate and be alone.
He was a dogs dog. He loved other dogs and my retrievers loved him and he loved them. He was a terrier and blue heeler mix. He was very athletic when he was young.
He was getting old and finally last week he was falling off balance. I kept my eye on him and yesterday morning he shit his crate and vomitted in there. I took him out and he couldn't stand right. He was swaying like he was drunk. I had never seen him like that. I took him to the vet and they said he had some neurological damage and an Mri could pin point what was wrong. My dog was 16 years old. I wasn't going to do that I know he is old and I promised myself and him that I would never let him suffer.
It's a hard decision to make but I couldn't see him like that anymore. It broke my heart.
We took him to the vet and he left this world at 6:05 pm central standard time. RIP Krusty pizza you were an asshole at times but I loved you dearly.
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