It happened much sooner than we thought. One day my little buddy was being all wriggly after a bath and two days later he was gone. Cancer and we didn't even know it. I hope that he wasn't in pain but of course with pets it is hard to tell. He seemed happy though. He was the last of the 4, only boy and by far the sweetest, no offence to my ladies but fact is fact!
I hear that 10 and a half years is a pretty good lifespan for a bulldog, but we were hoping for at least 16! Can't say too much about him at the moment because even though he left us in January it is still too depressing. Another depressing matter....the spaniels returned and this time for good. Seems they needed a new home..imagine..and we were the first and I must say the best choice for them.
We have also taken in a little lady bulldog that we were thinking about fostering while Oscar was still around so he would have a little buddy because as much as he would not admit it...he kinda missed the spaniels. Miss Blanche is Mabel all over again, same personality..pretty weird, but in a good way. And I am happy say that she likes to bake!