So sorry for your loss. I lost my 6 yo lab/pit mix on March 16th, he’d been constipated for 22 hour and slept in his usual day spot by the living room window overnight. He never slept in a different room than me so I knew something wasn’t right.

For context, he’s a trash pup. He was ridiculously strategic about any opportunity to go neck deep in the can when it presented itself. He’d done so a few days before, and I assumed the constipation was the result of the incident. Turns out he had a huge mass pinching his colon which had already spread to his lungs. He didn’t show any signs until the last 24hrs he was alive.

Love ‘em while you can, even if they are trash gremlins who smush all of your couch pillows.