We lost Mallory this morning to his fight with what we believe to be bone cancer. He went out the doggie door after breakfast and we heard him screaming and found him laying on the deck, unable to stand. We calmed him down, and I was able to pick him up and carry him into the house, but he was in great pain when I put him on the front bed in a standing position. It was evident that he wasn't going to be able to put any weight on that leg again and so I cradled him in my lap and we made the call to the Vet's office. Dr Steve came to the house and we sent the big goofy boy to be with his sister Lily.
God speed Mr Mallory, and may all your days be filled with nice big pits to dig and lay in and may marrow bones always be with you. We'll never forget you and the hole in my heart is much bigger than your pit in the back yard.