Curly was an exceptional dog. I got him when he was just a puppy, not long after moving to Florida. Since he stayed with my parents while I was in school, he ended up staying there permanently because that was his home. He always had the sweetest temperament and never met a person he didn't like. His best friend was my parents' cat, Hubba Bubba (a senior citizen in his own right at 15 years old). Often, dogs are more interested in exploring, playing, etc. than being around people...but Curly was most content when he was sitting next to you being pet for as long as you would.
He had a long (13 years) and happy life, but out of the blue yesterday he was struggling to use his hind legs and kept collapsing when he tried to walk. He didn't appear to be in any pain and just had this confused look on his face because he wasn't sure why his legs weren't working. I said my goodbyes to him last night in case things didn't go well at the vet today...and unfortunately they didn't. The vet thinks that he ruptured a disk and said that his hind legs were mostly paralyzed. About the only benefit to that was that he wasn't in any pain. It was a difficult decision, but my mom decided it was time to say goodbye to Curly and she stayed with him in his final moments.
He will be remembered and forever loved...
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