I have been through this all too many times, but it is even harder with Furry.
He was so much a part of my life. He followed me from room to room. If I went out to the garden, he had to go with me. He watched everything I did. Every time I took a photo of anything, he would jump up to be in the picture. I know he was old, but he didn't act it. He didn't sleep all day, he was active and interested in everything I did.
We thought we would have him longer, but his health deteriorated very quickly from the week before Christmas. Yesterday, he could no longer walk. We knew it was time.
2000 - 2016
My heart is broken.