We took him to Dr. Kolar's at one thirty today. It turns out he had broken his femur. Les thinks that he may have been trying to get up and that the femur broke from all the pressure Bavarian put on it pulling himself up. Bavarian's hips had been bad for a while now and he had been having a hard time getting his legs under him for a while now. However it happened we made the decision to go ahead and end his suffering . He had a long life and was a wonderful friend to us.
Bavarian was my heart dog. He made me fall in love with greys and made me want to help them however I could. He was loving, funny, spoiled, maddening and a trash raider all rolled into one. There will be no dog like him and I am thankful to have been able to have had him for seven and a half years.
No trash can left unattended was safe with him. He also loved to counter surf if we were fools enough to leave food on the counter when we left the house. Just this weekend he snagged half a box of fig newtons and ate every one of them.
I miss him dearly and will for a long time to come. I know that it will take me a few days to stop expecting him to come through the door when I let them in from outside. He was always the first one to charge through the door. I always count them as they pass me coming into the house and tonight there will be one less to my total.
It just won't be the same without my beautiful brindle boy with the missing toe, fancy tail and bad breath. I am thankful for my fur babies at home, that helps ease the pain somewhat but I still miss him.
Give your fur babies a hug for me.
|Bavarian - 7/16/1998 - 3/4/2011|
Tattoos 74775 and 78C
Racing name: Flying Bavarian