December 2 pm We drive up to the building It seems solemn now We came to see you for the final time
December 15th 2:05 pm We gather our courage to get out of the car I open the door Its heavy
December 15th, 2016 2:10 pm We're ushered into the room where you are You try to get up to reassure us We know you're in pain
Thursday, December 15th, 2016 2:11-2:16 I'm holding you now I have your favorite stuffed animal
Thursday, December Fifteenth, 2016 At 2:20 pm The vet tells us to tell him that you are a good boy "You're the best dog I could have ever had, Fudge. I'll love you forever."
On Thursday, December Fifteenth, Twenty sixteen. At 2:24 P.M. You died in my arms. The happiness and relief you had in your eyes. You were in so much pain. I love you. Forever
Fudge was 6 years old, he was going to be 7 years on March 8th of this year. He died December 15th of Peritonitis. Fudge was in training to be my service dog and help me out when that wire was in his intestines, he was the one who really needed help, but he didn't want me to worry. He was in pain for months and didn't try to tell us. He was the best dog I could have ever had. I love him.