Grim Monday

I went out Mnday to hunt down some dirt as we entered yet another week of excessive heat. I had a hot ride but still good one. WhenI arrived home I knew my poor Bowie was unwell and he needed to get to the vet. I took him in expecting some anitbiotics but walked out with a horrific diagnosis for my Bowie. His heart was failing him, we learned of a heart murmur last year and his symptoms were baring down on him. I cried man, I cried like I have never cried before, he was to go home with some meds and we were to spend his coming days in absolute pamper with us. We had days, weeks, months left. I had to break the news to our fmaily where we wept the crushing feelin and helplessness for our dear Bowie.