Psycho Herman looked at the passing motorcycle, but could barely whisper a “woof”. Then he turned back as if to say, “What’s the point?”
Not the usual, robust, deep, bellowing, “Come on! Let’s race with that motorcycle! Didn’t you hear it growl a challenge?”
That was when we knew it was time for Herman. That and the fact that on slippery floors he no longer had the strength to stand up. That and that he had lost 10 pounds in the past 3 weeks. And the vomiting, etc.. He was tired, he was sick, and he really, really, was hurting…
So yesterday morning we all (even Aqua the cat) went to the vet to give Herman a magic sleeping potion so that he can rest, and dream about racing motorcycles, neighbor’s, neighbor dogs, and recruit more puppies for his puppy army (which will, no doubt, soon be taking over the world – it’s about time. You humans have been doing a really, really bad job of it!)
Please don’t cry. Herman wouldn’t want to make anyone unhappy… well, there were a few that he liked to chase and bark at… but more on that later.
Anyway, Herman loved to share his food and his home with other dogs, and soon there will be another dog rescued and living with us, thanks to Herman… Cathy is already looking at dog rescue websites
Anyway, more to come later on Herman’s website, PsychoHerman.com.