Waiting...

...and working and wondering about the old Weim.

It didn’t turn out well. Sadly had to say a sore farewell to our old boy today. We are heartbroken.

Canna the Weimaraner has been with us for twelve and a half years...the Barmy Army and he grew up together and now he is gone.

He’s not been well for the last month and this morning he collapsed and we couldn’t get him up. This all happened as I was getting ready for work and an hour and a quarter before our vet opened.

Called the emergency vet and they said we would be better to wait and see our own vet! So I stopped getting ready for work and sat with him on the floor just stroking him until we could take him up to our vet.

MrR and I got him up to our vets and they ran some tests over the course of the day...but a phone call late this afternoon told us nothing more could be done. Further treatment had no guarantees but would also have been pretty invasive for him. He was just done and it was time to let him go.

MrR and I went up to be with him when he went to sleep for ever. Just heartbroken tonight.

Grateful for 12.5 years of memories, unconditional love and loyalty from our Canna...our hearts and home are emptier this evening.