Originally Posted by
farside
It is only now that I feel I can write about our little buddy, Toto
(aka Maggot) who died tragically 2 weeks ago. He was not a hunting dog but he really was our buddy.
He was getting on in years (14) and had developed some substantial health issues in the last 6 months or so. Enlarged heart and started having seizures. We had made the decison to have him put down, only to change our minds and try to get his seizures under control. One last try so to speak.
Well we got him on the new medication and for the 1st 18 hours it was all good - no seizures. He was out in the garage with Scott (checkin out the deer) then he wandered away. Scott came in about 1/2 hr later to ask if the dog was in the house. Nope. We started looking as he was never a dog to leave the yard. About 1 hr later Scott found him dead in our creek. He had drown. Probably had a seizure while crossing the small bridge and fell in.
Sometimes, no matter how hard you try, god or whoever has other plans.
Our big guy (Joey the GSP) has finally come around and stopped pineing for his little buddy. They have been together 11 yrs this month. Actually started to eat normal again on Sunday and happy dog again by wednesday. So things have gotten better.
Anyways - he was a nasty dirty filthy beasty that had no right to the name Toto, but we will miss our little "Maggot" to no end.