My dog died suddenly. She had just been to the vet two days before. Her diagnosis was the usual regimen of steroids, antibiotics, and an anti-itch pill. But then last night, just after midnight, she collapsed and was gone within the hour. what the hell did we miss.
You could only use the term "good dog" with her as a curtesy. The way you say "cute kid" To your second cousin when she is showing you ugly baby pictures of her kid. She was so bad. She ran away, survived a kidnapping, pooped in my shoes, and overall demanded a high level of customer service. But one thing I know is that she loved her brother Casper. She did that's right.
We had to put Casper down last month. Olive took to an almost rhythmic yelping daily after he passed. Years ago I took Casper on a trip to my parents house in Ohio. Olive threw up and had diarrhea the whole time He was gone. That's love.
I hope he waited for her in the great beyond. It would be the first time that Olive ever let him lead. Did Olive die of a broken heart? I don't know. But it makes you wonder what goes on in the mind of a dog.