RichInGB
03-27-2006, 09:05 AM
On Thursday, March 23rd, Brenda and I said goodbye to Hunter. He was a spitting image of his daddy, Johnny. He was a great little guy, and a fighter till the end. His spirit is unbelievably strong, but his body couldn't keep up. We decided to end his suffering around 130am on the 23rd. It was a very sad time.
I had gotten amazingly close to Hunter over his last couple of weeks with us. I had his cage right next to my bed and would wake up throughout the night to play with him and pet him. He would even crash with me for little bits of time in my bed under the covers, lying next to me. I would wake up to him running over my body or causing commotion with my other chins. What a character.
It still really hurts knowing he's gone, but I know he's in a better place and not suffering anymore. And regardless of how much emotional pain i'm in, seeing him suffer was much worse.
RIP Hunter. Goodbye for now.
Rich
I had gotten amazingly close to Hunter over his last couple of weeks with us. I had his cage right next to my bed and would wake up throughout the night to play with him and pet him. He would even crash with me for little bits of time in my bed under the covers, lying next to me. I would wake up to him running over my body or causing commotion with my other chins. What a character.
It still really hurts knowing he's gone, but I know he's in a better place and not suffering anymore. And regardless of how much emotional pain i'm in, seeing him suffer was much worse.
RIP Hunter. Goodbye for now.
Rich