Bidey was our sweet dog. He was the calmest and most playful of our puppies and was my favorite.
He was scared of loud noises and raised hands. He would run off and hide at the break of any sound and would only come out when he felt that the air was free to breathe again.He was 7 months old before he died from a terrible ailment.
His last days...Bidey tried to connect with everyone. He would play very often and give love bites while wagging is pretty little tail.
He was also very photogenic,loved to show off his bum in photos. I thought that was pretty cute and I absolutely adored his company
Then one day, I felt him getting weaker. The vet was called and he started treating him. He was suffering from some super big grammer illness.
I saw the pain his eyes and this might sound weird ,but his eyes became darker .
The whites were gone leaving behind a dull dead black.
He would still try to hold my hand with his paw when I went close...
Then as we sat there,him staring blankly,tears dropped from his eyes and few minutes later,he was stiff as a rock.
Bidey had given up...