Noah The Wonder Dog-R.I.P.

It’s a very, very sad day for me and my family today as we had to say goodbye to our sweet little furry family member, Noah The Wonder Dog.
I’m a little shakey trying to write this right now but I wanted to talk a little bit about Noah and not just post a picture on FB. Bear with me if I’m not making sense.
We rescued Noah when he was just a teenie, tiny puppy 14 years ago from the dog pound. The obvious truth is, is that he rescued us. He has been such a gentle, loving, sweet friend, nothing but pure happiness. In fact, during one of my 3 c-sections they tell you to focus on something calming, yep, Noah was my focus. How could you not be calm and happy thinking about his sweet little face.
When I was bringing Noah home from the pound I passed up Noah’s Bagels and thought “Noah, that’s a nice name”. And so it was.
Noah has been getting sicker & sicker and weaker and weaker as he’s gotten older. Noah was one of those dogs that actually smiled at us all the time. He totally showed his full teeth when he smiled! It was so dang cute! Noah hasn’t smiled in a very long time. His quality of life has been rapidly declining.
Noah has had a hard time keeping his body functions in control so we made a decision a while ago to keep him in the garage. That was a crummy thing to do. I felt like it was our only choice but it totally sucked!!! He didn’t deserve to be out in the yucky garage. He was our friend, our family. I think he was depressed at that and I wouldn’t blame him.
A few days ago Noah caught phumonia, horrible! He stopped eating and couldn’t breathe. I gave him a bath today and Chris and I took him to his vet. When the doctor felt him he said “ooooohhhhhhh” out loud with an awful grimmace on his face. He said that Noah was just skin and bones and wouldn’t be going home. Noah weighed 16 pounds 4 months ago, today he weighed 11.
My sweet, amazing husband was willing to do anything and spend anything to save Noah. We actually got into our car to leave and we were going to leave Noah there, hooked up to IV’s, whatever it took! I couldn’t let that happen. I stopped Chris and asked him to think about what we were doing and why we were doing it. It was our own selfishness and our love for Noah that wanted to keep him here. So we pulled ourselves together and made the gutt wrenching decision to put Noah to sleep, for Noah’s sake.
When we put Simba to sleep, Noah’s brother, 2 years ago, neigher one of us were with him. That has always made me feel guilty. This time, as horrible as it was, I stayed with my sweet little boy while they put him to sleep.
I brushed his sweet fur the whole time, kissed his little teenie, tiny head several times and told him how much he meant to me. I thanked him for being Noah the Wonder Dog! I asked God to take care of him now and to re-unite him with Simba. I told my sweet boy thank you for bringing our family such joy. And, I told him that I’m sorry for putting him in the shitty garage and that he no longer has to go out there!
We will miss Noah more than words can express. We were so lucky to be his family.
God Bless you sweet little Noah. Thank you for being the perfect little sweet kind dog in the world! You made our lives so happy for 14 amazing years. We love you with all of our hearts!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!