Friday, March 01, 2013
Jenny on left, Musti on right. Musti would never stay still for a picture, so this is a pretty good shot of the old man. :)
Our black lab, Musti, was put down yesterday. He was my other lab, Jenny's, puppy.
His hind legs could not sustain him any longer. He would whine and/or bark from his comfy pillows in my bedroom I think for company or to tell me what, I don't know. After 5 minutes or more he'd amble out on those legs which have traveled far and wide and served him well. He was always under my mom's feet in the kitchen, and she couldn't afford a spill, what with her having a club foot and replaced hip and knee; so I took him to ease her burden. We had him about four years. He was always under our feet, too. He liked to be where the action was. My nephew, who is a rock climber, would take him rock climbing - you should have seen him in his gear, LOL. JK. But really, Musti would be on the ground as my neph would climb higher and higher, and Musti'd be barking, like, "Get back down here it's dangerous up there!" LOL.