I was with my sister and Dad yesterday evening at the Vet. Our family dog was on his 16th year and suffering from internal bleeding. I drew these while we said our goodbyes. He was somewhat alert and did pick his head up and raise his brows when I entered the room. I love that he had a little spot on his nose that was shaped like a heart. It was a little faded from age...but it was still there.
I was there when my Dad brought him home for us in 1992 and I was with him at the end. He was a great dog.... loving, friendly, and always curious. He was still digging through the kitchen garbage just two weeks ago. He was also a good dancer. You could hold him by his front two paws and do a little tango.
Goodbye Corkscrew J. Cork. You will be missed.