[WPOZZZ]

Tonight I said goodbye to my pal. He has had heart failure for several years and he had a hard time breathing on Tuesday. On Wednesday, he was lethargic all day and could barely get up. I told my sister (her dog), he needed to go and see the vet and be prepared for what needed to be done. She was busy with work all day and was on a call at 5 pm when he tried to stand up and his head was wobbly, then he dropped back on the ground. Told my sister to get off the phone and take care of her dog. I made an appt at the ER for 7:15 and we left the house at 7. Got there and texted we arrived. One of the aides came and grabbed Soba, and took him in the ER. An hour later, my sister gets a call and she goes very quiet and gave the phone to me. The doctor said they could operate on him, but most likely he wouldn't survive the operation. I told the doctor, make sure he feels no pain and is not suffering and we'll be in when he is put down.

Aloha, little buddy!