Just a few hours ago, Julie and I had to make the hardest decision of our lives in our Vets office. Sam suddenly got ill today and we rushed him to her office only to find out he had a huge mass in his belly and a cist had ruptured.
We had to put him down. Our little "Galoot" went to Heaven.
As we sat there and stroked his back and craddled his chubby face one last time I could not believe I was actually living that last horrible scene in the movie "Marley and Me" but we were. For real.
Just a few hours earlier he was playing and doing his normal sleep around routine. Yesterday he was doing his best to drown himself in one last summer swim in the pool.
We still have our little Maxie and he will likely live another 10 years. Who knows. But we had nearly 10 great, hilarious (and I do mean hilarious) times with Sam and Max together. Max will have to adjust as we all will. But his brother has passed on and I firmly believe a good God has a nice, new couch just for him to wait for us on.
Love you Sam. You were one special buddy.
Samuel L. Speers 2002-2011
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