On Monday, I said so long to a being I've lived longer with than my family, longer than any relationship, and for the first time since he arrived in my life in 1996 - I was alone. Strange. After a 60 minute grand mal on thursday, overheating in chicago traffic en route to the vet, the damage was final. But it would have been soon anyway, I believe. I spent a couple days helping him get back on his feet after wounding a paw during the fit. actually, he insisted on it. after that, all energy was gone and a vacancy set in. he would not and could not stand or walk. that was sat night. By sun night, it was imminent and a matter of time. He passed peacefully. I thought it strange that the vet at Animal Medical Center (and they are great otherwise) sent me his
