Pippin's final transition

 

December 14, 2015, Pippin and my heart were joined. The dog picked me. He had been a rescue that was found in a storage unit. He was around 1-2 years old. He had been in 3 foster homes and destroyed them, blinds, crates, curtains, walls, doors... My late husband was recovering from rotator cuff surgery, saw how this dog loved me and told I had to adopt him. So i reluctantly did; i wasn't sure i wanted another dog.
Pippin loved me with his whole heart. He was there when my late husband was diagnosed with cancer, surgeries, and passing; then our move to downsize, the passing of his brother Solomon. He snuggled with me every night. If i was too anxious, he would lay across my lap to make me rest.
 For the last few years he has been failing due to pancreatitis and often not eating, recently his hind quarters were becoming unstable and failing.
He fought the sedative and then his vein rolled for 10 minutes using several needles to euthanize him. He didn't want to leave me.
Thank you  Jyl and Bil for being there with me!!!
Pippin, You are loved and will be dearly missed.