Now that the hubster is home, the rest of the world can fall spectacularly apart. And, true to form - it does happen.
Billy and I took Kozmo to the vet last night to have him euthanized. There was nothing that could have been done to save him. Kozmo bit both of the two people that he has been protecting for the last ten years. First he bit Sarah but didn't draw blood. It was more like he snapped at her and scared the crap out of her.
With Mimi, he bit and drew blood. Not a ton, but there was enough that I had to make the hardest decision.
Once Mikey, Billy and I were in the room, the vet injected the pentobarbital. It took less than two minutes for his heart to stop and to leave this world. I wanted it to be easier than it was. Now that it's done, everything reminds me of him and there is still a crapload of dog hair that I need to vacuum.
This is depressing. Sad and I just want it to be over.
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