Indulge me for a sec amigos. I can’t help but tell this story. That first pic above is during the crisis. He panicked at first when his back legs were suddenly paralyzed. I came home from errands after an emergency call from my wife and daughter. The poor thing tried to crawl to me as I came in. We settled him and soothed him and covered him, and then I phoned the vet, knowing this was it. But in the middle of all this, he was so glad to be around all of his people (all 3 of us there which is usually not the case) that for a long spell he was just happy. My daughter took that pic to memorialize the moment. I am glad she did. There he is, skin and bones, broken, and yet glowing and happy because he is with his people.
That’s who he was. That’s just Bondi.
Thanks for all the kind words my friends…I know everyone knows what this is like.