for those of you who don't know garrett, he is our friend that lives in the basement apartment in our house. he is very talented and does some really amazing paintings, using hand-cut stencils (i will try and do a post about them later). he also works for danny, doing screen printing. garrett has had pimbo (aka little lucky) since before malcolm was born. he fostered pimbo, and his brother bueller (who was adopted by our other friend compton) when they were just teeny tiny puppies, so we have watched him grow up. he was a wild, hyper, puppy, always getting into everything, and destroying anything in his path. but he was a sweet dog. and we are all very sad about what has happened.
last week pimbo ate a large chunk of carpet, while he was at the shop. then he got really sick. and all of his energy was gone. he looked so sad. garrett took him to the emergency vet on sunday, but they couldn't figure out what exactly was wrong (idiots). so on monday he took him to his normal vet, who said that the carpet he ate was blocking his intestines, and that they would have to do surgery. he spent a couple days there, and garrett brought him home a day and a half ago. he seemed sick, and sad, but that's pretty normal for a dog recovering from surgery. this morning, garrett had to go to the shop, so he left pimbo at home. he called me around noon, to ask me if alanna and i could go down and check on him. when we went down the stairs, i new something was wrong... it smelled awful. and there he was just laying there. not moving, or breathing. sooo sad. i was hysterical. danny came home, cleaned up the mess (what an amazing husband i have), and took garrett out to some property that his parent's own, to give pimbo a proper burial.
here he is as a baby
with his brother bueller, snuggling my pregnant belly