For Guinness

It is with an extremely heavy heart that I write this post. My sweet Guinness had to be put down yesterday. It was a real shock to our family. Other than his arthritis, he was a very healthy dog. He seemed completely fine when we all left the house yesterday morning. I stopped by home after work to drop off some groceries before I picked up Wes and Mia and thought it was strange that Guinness did not come downstairs to greet me. So, I went looking for him and knew the second I saw him that something had happened. The poor guy must have had a stroke or something....he was unable to walk. Fortunately, my friend and neighbor Melisa was able to leave work and come home to help me move Guinness to my car so I could get him to the vet. There was really no choice but to have him put down as he was in a pretty bad way.

A little bit about Guinness.....

I got Guinness from the pound in the spring of 1999. He was 3 months old and quickly we became very attached to each other. He was a very easy puppy to train. It took very little to entertain him, he simply enjoyed being by my side or on my lap if I would let him. He grew into a pretty good size dog, in the 80-85 pound range. I affectionately referred to him as my 80 pound lap dog....I don't think he ever realized how big he was....a chihuahua in a large dog's body. His favorite thing to do was play tug. He could do that for hours. And, he also had quite a talent for digging holes. I often thought he needed a colar that said "born to dig". Guinness was one of the sweetest dogs I have ever known. Gentle, loyal, and very loving.

It was a strange day today. I have spent the past 14 1/2 years rushing home after work to take care of Guinness.....it was weird walking in the door today and him not being there to lick my hand.....no fur  for me to ruffle and say "hey G-man, how was your day?". Guinness will always hold a special place in my heart. I miss him so much.