Saying Goodbye

It is with great sadness that I said goodbye to Comet yesterday. I know he will be disappointed that he didn't get to say goodbye to all of his blogger friends.

 He had a great life, and was just three months short of his 17th barkday.

Before his final car ride, he got all of his favorite treats. Ice cubes to lick...

Whipped cream, straight out of the can,

 Cuddles on the bed

and nacho cheese (you can even see some he missed on the side of his mouth)

Rest in peace, sweet Comet and be free of pain.

I love you more than words can ever express.

While Sunny sometimes contributed to this blog, she will not be taking over Comet (and BLU's) spitzwits blog. Thank you everyone who still reads and comments and those of you who read in the past.  This will be the final post on this blog.

love,

"Comet's girl"

Getting old

Getting old sucks. Some days my back legs don't work very well and my girl needs to carry me outside.

Once I'm outside though, I like to chase the bunnies!

Bad haircut

My girl sometimes lets me wander in the front yard. She thinks I'm too old and slow to run away, but I can still chase bunnies. But look at the bad haircut she gave my back legs. She claims it's because I sometimes fall backwards when I poop and it is easier to clean.

Despite the bad haircut, I do enjoy hanging out in the front yard.