My wonderful old yellow lab, Bill, removed his essence from this earth today. He died as he lived, on his own terms; at home in his 'nest'. It was relatively quick.
We will miss him, he was my barn manager and my good friend. He followed me everywhere, but he never would listen to me. He'd just give me the 'look' and go about his business as he saw it. He had a fine last day yesterday, turkey gizzards for breakfast and an egg yolk on his dinner. He spent the night in his nest next to the heat vent and was fine and peaceful in the AM. When I got him up to go out, he couldn't make it. We helped him out and he fell down. Mark and I carried him back in and put him in his bed. He laid there catching his breath while we went to the barn. 1 1/2 hours later he was quiet but wheezing. He died quietly about 15 minutes later. We were with him and he just let go. We were able to bury him, so he's out by the barn where he belongs and where I want him to spend his eternity.
Goodbye good boy. You were one in a million.