Sad day today, Ramos, my faithful Giant Schnauzer died in the night. He'd been ill with a bad ticker since before Christmas on umpteen pills a day. the vet said he could go at any minute and in the early hours of this morning he died peacefully in his sleep, next to his best pal and son, Fritz, the two were inseparable.
He came as a rescue, imported from Russia when his owner got divorced and couldn't keep him when he came to the UK and had to rent for a while. Nonetheless he did very well at Crufts and was a fearless guard, NOTHING fazed him and I would have trusted him to give his life for my wife or I. He was nearly eleven, so not a bad age, and the pleasure he gave and the fun we had won't easily be forgotten.
RIP Ramos.
Dunno if soil is getting harder and heavier the older I get or what, I seem to recall a four and a half foot deep grave for a big dog took took a lot less time, sweat and puffing not too long ago....He's next to one of his old pals and right by the emus who he always got on well with.
So sorry about your loss. Sounds like he had a lovely home though and did all you could. Dogs, (and animals in general) really nestle in to your heart! Rip.
