REST IN PEACE, MY HERO!
I am writing today as Hoomama, not as Hero Dog Thurston. It is with a very broken heart that I have to tell everyone that Thurston got his wings at about 5:15 this morning (Christmas Eve). He had been hospitalized over Thanksgiving with a close call with bloat. This morning he was distended and in severe pain. I got him to the emergency vet at 4:15am and his stomach had already flipped. He was in severe pain. The vet discouraged me from considering surgery as there was little chance of success. He was considered an “elderly gentleman”. He was very much his own dog and he did NOT die from his cancer. He had a WONDERFUL LIFE with his Hoomama and his brother – “that other dog, Raffie”- 8 years, 3 months and 24 days. He lived 2 years 8 months and 1 day after his cancer diagnosis and 2 years 7 months and 12 days as a Tripawd! He died peacefully in my arms with me thanking him for being my dog and telling him that “Da Mama loves da Puppy soooo much! I will love this hero dog forever! He was truly an inspiration to all who knew and loved him. Rest in peace, Big Boy. I will meet you at the Bridge!