Chester had been with me since November 29 , 2003 when he was approximately 7 months of age. The people who turned him into the rescue thought they got him in early June, 2003 and thought he was about 4-5 weeks old at the time – so the rescue decided that May 1st, 2003 would be his birthday.
He was always a happy boy – always excited about everything. He loved his walks, he loved his food, he loved his toys and he loved life. I thought I would have had more time with him after his stay at the emergency vet clinic here – but it was not to be. Yesterday morning, he was back to not eating, having diarrhea and some new problems of stumbling when he walked and very dull looking eyes that rolled back into his head. It was time.
When we got to the vet’s office, they had a room all set up for him, with a big pillow for him to lie on. He went to the pillow and lay on it and didn’t move again. He just waited and I think he knew. He was very calm.
I miss him – this is the first time I have not had a dog in many, many years – but I know he is now free from pain and running free, with his tail wagging.
He will remember Dakota when he gets to the Rainbow Bridge and Dakota can introduce him to the others who went before her. There was Melanie (terrier mix), Red (my first Irish Setter), Gayle (Cocker Spaniel), Kemo (Dalmatian), Trixie (Pom/Terrier mix) and Angie’s cats Cyrus and Sable (who Chester would also remember), plus Minnie and April.
Just some random pictures of Chester. Cyrus managed to get into one of them.