Near the end we knew Scooby's options were slim. Letting him go was one of the most difficult things I've ever had to do! I was extremely proud of My Girl's strength through the whole process. She was insistent that she go with Scooby to the 24 Hour Emergency Clinic & stayed by his side until the vet took him away.
The following day My Girl asked if we should call and tell her "1st Dad" that Scooby was in Heaven. I had anticipated this request, but it still caught me off guard. Scooby had been a gift from us both, so there was a memory attached. I was not surprised by her thoughtfulness and the urge to share her loss. I was sad that there was no one on the other end for her to share it with.
R.I.P. ADMIRAL SCRUFFINGTON