Getting Comfortable

 Hello friends. This is The Daily Bone and I'm your diligent doggie reporter Chester L. W. Spaniel.

Last week, Dad and ghostwriter told me that they are putting me on something called "comfort care." That means they're going to stop making me take yucky medicine. 

Phew! That's a relief!

They also said I could eat, or not eat, whatever I want. So lately ghostwriter has been giving me browned ground beef, or boiled chicken. Sometimes I just want to eat whatever my humans are eating. Some days I don't want to eat anything. 

Hey, is that chicken pot pie?

Also, I can go out whenever I want, even if I just went out ten minutes ago. And I can lead the way on some short walks, maybe halfway down the street and back, just so I can check out the pee-mail. 

Well, I'm an old guy now! It's about time I can take things easy! 

Note from ghostwriter:

For the past couple weeks, Chester was showing signs that he was nearing the end of his life. He had lost a lot of weight, was limping due to arthritis, and was becoming confused and disoriented. Trying to get him to take his medicine was at least, a struggle, and at worst almost traumatic. We decided to just let him relax, do whatever he wanted to do, and let nature take its course. The above post was written a week ago, but I never published it, since both Dad and I were busy taking care of Chester's every need. 

Today Chester was doing very poorly. I won't go into details. But we took him to the vet to help him to cross over the Rainbow Bridge so he could be with his brother Joey dog, and his sisters Miss Ginger, and Old Charisma. He went very peacefully. 

Thank you everyone at South Towne Veterinary Hospital for all of the tender loving care you gave to all of our doggies over the years.