With a sad heart I write, our Mac passed during the night, on Dec. 6th. His last day with us was wonderful,
he ate a hearty lunch and ate all his dinner. We both sat outdoors in the warm sunshine, I sketched and he just enjoyed being in the yard. Before we retired for the night, Mike and I noticed something strange, he just wasn't acting himself. It wasn't anything to be alarmed about, because he did get that way at times.
But Mike and I knew his days were numbered, his hind legs were bad, never in pain, just lost of any feeling. The vet told us, there was really nothing that could be done for him, so Mike made him homemade meals of chicken and veggies. Mike believes food heals all ,physical problems.
When we woke up yesterday morning Mac was in a peaceful eternal slumber, in his usual spot at the foot of our bed. He was so loved and will be missed.
So sorry to write such a sad post, but Mac, deserved being remembered.