1994 - 2011
We lost Clyde this morning at 4:30 am. He died peacefully at home.
On Tuesday, he really wasn't doing so well, but I had to go into work and was so worried that he would die alone. I felt so sick at heart. He stuck around. I think to say his goodbye's. He waited until I came home and stuck with me that evening. That was our time. Normally he fiddled around, underfoot, begging for scraps while I cooked. This night, he couldn't because he was too weak, so he laid next to me while I crafted.
And then at about 4:15 AM this morning, just a little before Dave normally got up with him to start the morning routine, Clyde started shifting around. Dave went downstairs with him. I think Clyde was waiting to say goodbye to Dave, because that was their special time.
And that is when he was ready to let go.
This is a picture of him at Christmas in 2007 when he was about 13 years old. What a pensive look. Goodness only knows what he was thinking...or what he had just gotten into.
I am really going to miss him. He was a part of my life for so very long. He was such a great little companion and oh, so sweet. He was cautious, obedient, and gentle. He loved attention and understood that his adorable nature drew strangers near. For them, he would would just sit down and wait patiently, until they were satisfied petting him. He loved going on rides and would twirl and bark with delight whenever I mentioned it. He enjoyed everything from shopping to rock climing and camping...especially enjoying walks in nearby White Clay Creek. Although he wasn't so keen on dress-up...he tolerated it, because he knew it was fun for Candace and her friends.
He just wanted to be nearby...always.
So, here's to you, Clyde. I am so lucky to have shared so many years having fun with you. You will hold a sacred place in my heart forever, my furry friend. I'll see you in time, I'm sure, but until then, may you frolic with the angels.