Kip was my best and only true friend. He was a Pembroke Welsh Corgi, and to me, he was perfect. He passed in his sleep with me by his side. I pray he wasn't in any pain.
He was diagnosed with a mass on his spleen in January; vet suggested surgery, a splenectomy, but since he was 14 I thought surgery at his age wasn't the best choice for him. If he did make it through the surgery okay, the recovery time would have been months.
I've been crying all day;feeling guilty for not taking him for more bye-bye rides; feeling guilty leaving him alone for hours on some weekends to go shopping when I should spend every minute I could with him, because I was Blessed to have him. Now he's gone. And I am hurting so much.