This morning I had to say goodbye to Buddy, who's been a part of our family for 10 years. He became suddenly ill 3 days ago and got rapidly worse. Some sort of auto-immune hemocratic disease, apparently common to spaniels, that causes the body to start rejecting the red blood cells. Severly weakened by jaundice, he stopped responding to the treatments and we made the difficult decision to end his suffering.
4 days ago he was his usual, hyperactive self, bouncing off the back deck and tussling with his brother. This morning, my daughter and I held him as he struggled just to stand. I held his head as he passed. I'm sorry, Buddy.