Last week Daddy came home to find our sweet lab Buster in the kitchen pantry. He was shaking and laying in a puddle in the dark. He could not get up or walk. We didn't know what was wrong and thought we would be saying goodbye forever that night. After a trip to the vet ER we found out he had vestibular disease. The outcome was not certain, but definitely hopeful. A week later he is doing much better. He has not recovered 100%, but pray in time he will. At almost 15 years old, we realize that our days with him are limited.
One afternoon this week, I found you laying on the floor with Buster. There was something so raw and so beautiful as I saw you laying there together.