06/24/2025
Well my old buddy Buck Wheat died last night. I hate it but at the same time I’m glad he’s not suffering.
Over the past year or so, his pupils started to get cloudy and eventually he went almost blind. He found his way around the place and always came for his pattins and treats.
He sure got awfully thirsty over the last year too. He drank like a fish and pi**ed up his pen as fast as I could clean it. He just let it fly anywhere.
During the last month or so I noticed that he started to have a harder time getting around. He had a limp that seemed to get a little worse every day. Then all of a sudden he couldn’t use his back legs for the past week. He was dragging himself around.
But he still came over for his kale and clover and fresh water. He ate his pellets and hay right up to a couple days ago. Then things really went downhill. He couldn’t do anything. He stopped eating and drinking. He was breathing heavy. I was going to take him down in my basement where it’s cool. It was a warm day but might hit over 100 tomorrow. I went out and found him.
At least he’s not suffering anymore. I miss him already. I just got done burying him in my pet cemetery with all of the bunnies I’ve had over the years. I’ve gotta find him a big rock for a headstone soon.
I’m not exactly sure how old he was. I’ve had him for over a couple years and I’m not exactly sure how old he was when I got him. The other two Flemish Giants I’ve had in the past, I think were around seven when they died. They say that those large breeds don’t live as long as the smaller ones.
Now I’m down to just Helen and Sniffles but someday I want another big brown blob like Buck. One great pet he was!😢
