It's been a weird week.
We had to put our dog, Akon, down on Monday evening. We knew it was coming, he wasn't really eating much or walking well, and he was old for a German Shepherd - eleven. Ryan took him to the vet because of the not eating etc. He got an ultrasound that same evening, revealing the bad going on inside him, and we put him down that night. It was expected, but also so quick.
Here is a recent picture of him; he plopped down in the garage after a walk around the block wore him out.
I'm glad he isn't hurting anymore, and frankly we were ready to not have a dog anymore to make life more simple (and less hairy and muddy).
But I've still been crying on and off this week. I wish I could do back to Monday night and pet him a little longer.
Interestingly, I've been working on a pet portrait for an Etsy customer (interesting because I rarely get pet portrait commissions). I finished it up yesterday, it was a double pet portrait of a bird and a dog. It was a fun challenge.
So of course now I want to draw Akon. I think I'll surround him with roses. Yesterday we got home to discover roses on the porch from Ryan's work. I think it would be nice.
He was such a good dog, I've never met one better.
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