Since most of you folks know Marlin by beloved. He wasn't a beagle though. I still tear up when I talk about him and as I'm typing this. It still hurts...
6/26 is fresh in my mind, the way I held him tight while the doctor gave him the "shot", the last breath he took in my arms. I was sobbing uncontrollably.
I do not understand why couple of times I took Charlie in, they have to put me back in the same room where Marlin died. Just to refresh my painful memory again.
Marlin is free as a bird now, 2 months should give him enough time to get to rainbow bridge I suppose. Pain free at last, no more diaper, no more vomiting. Run Marlin run, no more arthritis.