My good friend Wiley Dog has gone home to Rainbow bridge. He actually went home January 24th of last year. I apologize for waiting over a year to inform you, but it's harder to do when reality hasn't really sunken in yet.
Last year, Mom called me on January 25th early in the morning. It had been quite cold here in Central Texas, so I know it was a rough time for her and Wiley. I asked her how she was doing and she said "I'm having a bad day." I said, "What's wrong?" She went on to say "Wiley's gone. I looked in on him last night and when I got up this morning, he was gone. He died peacefully in his sleep."
My heart sank. His health was deteriorating over time and he'd lost a lot of weight. Mom hadn't had gainful employment and was doing the best she could to survive. Whatever she ate, Wiley ate. And forget going to the vet...too costly. So, she and her buddy would get up each day, mil around the house and watch life go by. He still liked to go outside to take care of his business and kick around in the bushes.
Although he was losing weight, Mom could not see what I could see, since I'd come by and check on them every month or so and could notice the sizable difference in his weight loss. He was his usual finicky self, but you could not make that ole' stubborn dog and Mom realize he was going to starve himself to death if he didn't eat what was put before him. So, when Mom would put dog food out, he'd do his usual "turning up" his nose. He'd probably gotten down to an estimated 7 pounds when I last saw him. I think I took a picture or two, but I can't remember at this point. I do remember he looked awfully bad because his spine was starting to curve and you could see his bones poking out his back. You could count every rib. Mom would just say, "He's fine." I'd just shake my head.
Just like it's taken me almost 5 yrs to pull out pictures of my Sweet Pea who went home to Rainbow Bridge September 2003, I don't know when I'll come around to posting video and other memorable moments of Wiley Dog. I guess if I tell myself the truth, I don't do too well with death.
My suggestion would be to simply "follow this blog" and when you hear from me, it will be something sweet and funny from the Wilester!. Until then, keep the Evans family in your prayers and for anyone who has lost a dear four-legged friend, know that he/she will have a great pal waiting to receive them at Rainbow Bridge.