While we knew the end was near, it ended up coming very suddenly. Kozmo had not been the same since Cierdwyn’s death, but he’d actually been on the downhill slope for quite some time. The last checkup with the vet gave us a mile-long list of the things that were wrong in our old boy, but could really be narrowed down to two words: old age. He’d had one kidney since he was six years old, after a scary tumor removal saved his life but took a kidney. He’s been battling hip dysplasia since then, too. Long-term rimadyl use and one kidney takes its tole.
He was a well-loved doggie, and spent his last days loving life and trying to make us happy, all the way up to the end. We will miss him.