He started suffering last night, continued this morning as well. He could not get comfortable laying down, panting from pain. We knew this day would come, reluctantly called Dr. Mac and they gave us a very quick appointment.
We had promised to ourselves and to Pasha that we would not let him suffer. In the examining room, Tom asked if we wanted to be present as Pasha was put to sleep. I said my goodbye, hugged him, touched him with my tears and left the room. Jan came out a little later, we made it home. Now we will get used to a life without Pasha.
You have given us tremendous pleasure and had a good life. Goodby handsome devil!