Our poor old cocker spaniel, Dr. Mugsy West, has passed on. He was somewhere between 13 and 16 years old. He had been very sick for the last couple of months with a cough that wouldn’t go away and hard breathing that was draining his energy. This was on top of his heart and lung issues. The last few nights had been very bad with Mugsy having trouble breathing and coughing almost non-stop. We had tried everything but the cough wouldn’t go away and he was starting to suffer. We called the vet on Saturday but they were gone early for the holiday weekend so we waited one more day.

Today I brought him to the emergency clinic and the vet there agreed that it was time to let him go. Michel didn’t come with me because she would have been too upset so she stayed home with Mikey. They let me be with Mugsy at the end. The vet gave him the medication to let him sleep before the final dose and he quietly and gently dropped his head into my hand and his coughing and hard breathing stopped. She gave him the final dose and he was gone in seconds. The vet made a cast of his paw print for us.

He was a good dog. We only had him for six months but we tried to make his final time enjoyable. The house just isn’t the same without him. Goodbye old boy. You will be missed.