Yesterday, at 5:45, Elijah Isa Snowball, a brave and courageous dog, died. After battling horrible arthritis due to breaking his hip multiple times in his youth, and pneumonia, my parents finally took him into the vet, knowing it was for the best. He couldn't breathe anymore without struggling. He had gone from weighing 175 to 90 pounds. He looked ( Read more... )

Our dog, Elijah, is dying. He hasn't moved since Friday morning. I'm really sad, but I've been preparing myself for this moment for a long time. He's lived 13 long years, which is longer than most Pyrenees live, and has had an eventful life ( Read more... )

Today my dad finally got the chance to really look at Spot, and try and figure out what killed him. When he got home last night it was too dark to really look and see. So anyway, expecting to see a giant hole in his side, or his fur drenched in blood, he found nothing. Not one single scratch. Still, there is blood EVERYWHERE in the front yard, on ( Read more... )

So my dad found Spot today. He had been killed by something ( Read more... )