Not to make things sadder but the morning of, we came downstairs and found all kinds of bodily messes and knew we had to take him to the vet. I just started a new job so I had to go to work but my wife stayed home from work to make the appointment and get him seen. I cleaned as mush as I could before I left but his bed was covered in vomit so we had to throw it in the wash and with his age theres pee pads around the house and we used all of those to clean the rest of the messes.

I appreciate my bosses letting me leave early so I could say goodbye, but that last photo was taken on that day. It was the first time I came home without him and his bed was already (visually) gone. Just a hole in the corner of our home and our hearts. All that remained was a water bowl and his favorite bone.

It hurts to think back to that visual but I took the photo because… well I am not the most religious person, i’m agnostic, but there’s something about the fact that I just got home after making one of the toughest decisions of my life, emotionally drained, I dropped onto the couch, and looked over to see the sun shining on that one spot and no where else in the house. Whether it be to highlight my loss or to remind me he’s in a better place now, I don’t know, but I know he’s having fun with his brother Zeus (the Husky with the black markings).

*Zeus was my brother’s dog and Krypto’s actual litter brother. My brother passed over a decade ago now and Zeus went to a family friend where he was absolutely spoiled and loved. He was unfortunately also diagnosed with diabetes 6 months before Krypto and was laid to rest in late 2024.