My best friend Scruffy passed yesterday, 13 years young
(Cape Cod, MA and Shanghai, China)
I got Scruffy when he was 4 months old and he passed away yesterday at the age of 13. The worst part? I am currently in Shanghai, China and was not home for his last days. My dad, mom and little brother were home with him while he passed. It came out of nowhere, my dad said that one day he just didn't have the energy to get up and didn't want to eat. After 3 vet visits over the span of a week and a half, x-rays showed cancer. Scruffy passed away outside on our back deck where my family had carried him outside to get some fresh air. With one final deep breath he passed. He is the only dog I have ever had, and I can't believe that he is gone. I don't know what to do. It's hard to imagine him not being home when I return home. He was my shadow, he followed me everywhere and slept in my bed every night. It's amazing how dogs can sense your every emotion and I swear he knows be better than anyone else in the world. I just can't believe he is really gone. RIP Scruffy, my best friend, I love you.