Our dog, Nicky died on Friday, 5/27/11. Lupita took him to the vet for a checkup. He got so excited that he had a kind of heart attack. They kept him overnight and called the next morning to tell me that he died. He was so overweight, couldn't see or hear and was getting more incontinent.
I told Mom about the dog and she cried a little. But, she hasn't asked about him since. It's weird because the dog followed her all over waiting for her to give him more food. She seemed to spend all day feeding the dog and telling people to let him back in after he went outside. She didn't want the dog to be outside for more than a few minutes. Poor Nicky doubled in size after Mom moved in with us. She fed him candy, fruit, chocolate - whatever she was eating. Plus she kept filling up his food bowl all day long. She used to throw him handfuls of the cats' food until I put it out of her reach. I could not get her to stop.
His absence will make my life a little easier and the caregivers' job a bit easier, too.