This first story is going to be a sad one.
This is my perspective on my dog, Bill's passing:
Where do I begin? It pretty much started on Sunday, April 2nd, 2017. Bill was really sick and vomiting frequently. Maybe 7-8 times in that day. He didn't want to play, didn't want to run, he just wanted to lay in the back of my dad's truck (it is a Ram 2500 for those of who are wanting detail). He always wanted to just lay there. It was like his safe spot. Eventually he came in the house and laid on the floor beside my dad's bed. He was too weak to get up. That was extremely unusual for him to do that, he always wanted to lay on the bed. That kept up for about 20 hours until at about 11 we took him to the vet.
