I'm sorry I haven't been back here to post an update sooner. My last post was on June 2nd. When I got home that evening Tazz had gotten even worse, not moving much other than to say hello. It's still amazing to me just how fast it moves. The next morning, June 3rd, while I was getting ready for work, Tazz had what we believe to be a seizure. We decided then he had suffered enough, and that we were ready to say goodbye. We called the vet at 7:00am, and at 10:15am we helped him cross the bridge. Tazz is now on the other side, running and jumping more than ever, waiting for us to join him.
That was one of the hardest things I've ever had to do, but I know he's happier. You're support has been so wonderful. I've actually tried to send this post several times, but each time I just wasn't able to put down the words without getting upset. I still get upset, but I've made you all wait long enough, and maybe it'll help. Tazz, Petey, and I thank all of you for your prayers, and all the kind words.