(My avatar BTW is of Phoenix, our black lab we lost last April 30th - she was Corky's best friend - I'll have to have Corky's picture scanned).
Mr. Corky was a beautiful beagle, he had coordinated "ticking" to go along with his tan and black spots. He was our "gentle man" and all he wanted was to be loved. Corky loved "nubby balls" - those nylon things you buy to clean their teeth. He loved to chew on Phoenix's legs (never did know what that was all about). He went downhill fast after Phoenix died last April and it would break my heart to see him searching for her. They're together now.
Corky was approx. 15 years old - we had taken him in in 1992 and had almost 13 wonderful years with him. He loved to irritate Dawson, and he loved to bay.
In the last year, Corky had really bad eye sight, he got confused, he had arthritis, he would just stop in the middle of the floor and stare off into space. But, he still was mobile, he still had a hearty appetite, he still wanted his cookies every night.
This past week, he started losing his bowels and then yesterday he hardly showed any interest in his dinner or breakfast - that's when we knew it really was time to send him on to be with Phoenix.
He went to sleep peacefully and then he was gone. I have read some of the horror stories on here of botched euthanasia's and I am so THANKFUL we have not experienced that one time (we've put down 4 dogs now - we have 5 left).
I'm also grateful that we had a long goodbye with Corky - he wasn't wrenched from us like Phoenix was.
I love you my corny bug. Please give Duke, Spike, and Phoenix a kiss for me.
