This past Monday it became clear his quality of life had deteriorated. Dramatically. Consistent with his spirit of life, energy and general bull-headedness - he was refusing to let go. He had become lost in his own world and he refused to admit it. The Tao Treasurer and I had to make the decision:
It. Was. Time.
On Friday our amazing Veterinarian (
Dr. John Hatch, Secaucus, New Jersey) came to our house; gently our Little Man slipped into the night with the taste of bacon treats freshly on his lips and steak (topped with whipped cream) in his belly.
Team Tao couldn't get the Newsletter together this week. Our concentration is shot. There's a silence we can't stop hearing. We need a few days.
We'll back next week.
Sincerely,
Patrick & Pam Inhofer, Team Tao
P.S. - Click through one of the photos to read some additional captions on the photos... and see what the Tao Canine looked like when he was a young pup.
