February 4, 2021, was like any other Sunday. Doggies happy even Scotty was outside in the cold for a long time. I am like Scotty aren’t you cold out there? He was acting normal. That day was really cold in the negatives and we were having a snow storm. At 11 at night Jeff went out to snow blow because it wasn’t as cold as the next day was going to be. I was sitting in the house and all of a sudden Scotty couldn’t get up. Just like that. He started to drool a lot and his pupils were dilated.

I went immediately to tell Jeff. He came in and he was like “What are we going to do?” I told him to finish the driveway and then we will decide. He did and came back. I am like “He’s suffering we have to go somewhere.” Unfortunately, there are no emergency vets in our area. We had to drive in a snowstorm at midnight to Green Bay.

I knew right away that we would have to say goodbye. We cried a little bit before leaving. When we got there they took Scotty but we couldn’t come into the vet. They brought him in to check him out. We had to wait in our truck. Then the vet called Jeff and told him what she thought could be done. It was a lot but she did keep saying because of his age. We knew we had to make that tough decision to say goodbye. It was hard and super sad.

The vet’s we went to was very compassionate. Even more so when we went to the vets for Koko. We got as much time as we wanted with Scotty. Scotty was having such a hard time. He tried standing and coming over to us. Finally, I said, “Scotty go to your bed.” And then he laid down. We petted him and cried a lot. I told him “Time to go see Koko.” It was so sad but we didn’t want him to suffer which he clearly was.

When the vet came in and she told us what was going to happen. We stayed and petted him and told him he was being a good boy. Like Scotty himself was being stubborn going to sleep. She had to give him another dose to make him sleep. Stubborn to the end. Then finally he went to sleep and it was peaceful. When we got back home, Tex cried. He knew that Scotty wasn’t coming back. He was upset just like we.

I want to remember Scotty. He was a stubborn dog with a lot of heart. I remember when Jeff’s mom got him. He looked so different. I have to say this is one of my favorite pics of him as a young dog.

Look at him! Brown with that stripe on his head. He would sit on top of the couch like a cat.

When he was this young he would go outside and run circles. It was funny! He also loved to dig. One of my favorite stories is Scotty found a plastic tiger out in the yard. He dug it up. It was I would say a good size too.

Then after the passing of Jeff’s mom, Darlene. We and Jeff’s dad lived in a house together. That is where Scotty became really good friends with Koko.

Since Koko and Scotty were best buds now. We asked Jeff’s dad if we could take Scotty with us. It was hard to ask this. But he agreed and best buds got to come with us to the house we have now.

We remember after Koko passed how sad Scotty was. It took him so many months to get over that Koko wasn’t coming back. Even when we would talk about Koko later he would still look around for him.

I forget how brown Scotty was because as he aged he turned white. But he was still such a wonderful boy.

Silly! He loved going under the table or under a desk, just to come and see you and be close. He made a great leg warmer!

We know that even though Scotty wasn’t best friends of Tex. He still liked Tex. It was funny he would see where Tex was. They finally started to sleep together. It was so cute!

They would even play! Him. Play?! Scotty didn’t play but Tex and he would play. It was awesome!

This was the last pic I took of them together.

I know Jeff and I will miss him forever. We miss his ears flapping when he shook his head which he did often. We was sensitive and loving. Did I mention stubborn?! Things had to be his idea. We loved his stubbornness. We can’t even tell you what his growl was like because he never growled. When he started getting older he did become bossier. It was great! He would shove Tex out of the way to be petted. He wanted to be more around us as he aged too. His nicknames were shrimp boat because he was so short and could barely see out the windows. The tan one even though he wasn’t that tan anymore. Scatty! I would say. I loved hugging him and he liked it too. He loved kisses and we gave a lot of kisses. Scotty could also shake hands with both legs. He knew where “his” bed was. I would say “You talking to me?” And he would bark. It was so cute!

This will forever be my favorite pic of Scotty. He loved blankets. He loved to be wrapped up in blankets. Even better if they just came out of the dryer. Even if it was summer blankets were his thing.

We love you Scotty. R.I.P. 2008-2021