He's pretty Yogi for a Bear
Here's "My Boy"
My wife and I had two female dogs in 2003. On Thanksgiving day, My wife and dogs, while driving, saw a small Chihuahua get hit by a car. She picked him up and brought him home. Took him to our vet the next day.
He had a broken leg, which got fixed. The vet guessed his age to be about 3 years old. The vet also said he was pretty lucky (to be picked up by my wife). That became his name, Mr. Lucky. About a year later, my nickname for him became 'Yogi the Bear'. I would say to him, "Mr. Lucky, you're pretty yogi for a bear".
April 12th, 2009, was Easter Sunday. Also the day my wife died of cancer (after 3 years). I stumbled along, trying to get through it, forcing myself to do things that I didn't feel like doing, with my 3 dogs at my side. I'm sure they are wondering ' where's mom?'
Towards the end of summer, Mr. Lucky got to where he wasn't eating very good. I took him to to my vet (now of 14 years), he said Mr. Lucky had 6 abscessed teeth and pulled them.
The eating didn't get much better, the vet said he probably had a sore mouth. On Oct 3rd (Saturday) at 5:30 am Mr. Lucky couldn't stand up. I took him to the emergency hospital. They said he (basically) was having a heart attack from the lack of eating. His potassium dropped way to low. They fixed him up, but said he needed to be monitored.
His eating was 'sometimes' at best, I gave him everything anybody could think of and he saw my vet 2 times that week. On Monday, Oct. 12th, he still was not eating. I was going crazy. I took him to the vet and said "is there anything else we can do?". The vet said "no" and he put Yogi the Bear to sleep. I held him in my arms and we were cheek to cheek when he died.
I have since changed vets for the 2 remaining dogs. I feel that I rushed into having Yogi put to sleep, because I wasn't thinking clearly, and the vet didn't seem to know what else to do. My new vet said some other things could probably have been done. So, I still don't know what was wrong with him.
The 2 remaining dogs, 1 is 14 years old and 1 is 9. I am 60. This is pretty rough on an old guy. Wife on April 12th, Yogi on Oct 12th, and a 14 year old dog in the house. Life is not any fun right now !!!
Thanks for listening. I just found this website today. Next Tuesday, Jan 12th will be 9 months for my wife and 3 months for Yogi