We got a phone call at 6:30 a.m., this morning. Our little furbaby, Gizmo, passed away during the night. He was at the kennel and they had called us yesterday. Dr. Jess examined him and put him on some antibotic and antiacid, thinking he would eat better. Little Giz, had bladder cancer and we knew it wasn't going to be long before we had to put him down. This picture is from last June, before he was sick. He always wanted his harness on, to the point of which, he would bring it to me after his bath! If you look real close...you can see the tip of his tongue. He always licked his chops and drove us crazy with licking! He would sit and stare at us for hours, but when I got the camera out, he always looked away.
Rest in peace, our sweet little boy!