Zeus update

Zeus's deterioration accelerated. He was crashing. Kubota was a rock-star. He used some connections and pulled in a few favors to get Zeus into the vet (small towns have advantages), but it was to no avail. Zeus slipped his mortal coil at 9:14 A.M. local time.

To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven

A time to be born, and a time to die, a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted

A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up

 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance...    -Ecclesiastes 3, KJV

 

One hour, 15 minutes from marking out the corners of the grave in the sod to sprinkling zinnia seeds over the newly filled grave.

Zeus is planted between a Bur Oak and a Persimmon tree in our yard. He is looking west. My apologies for the crappy pictures. I was distracted.

God-speed, Zeus. Rest in Peace.

If you can spare a prayer for Kubota, I will appreciate it. He was holding his dog for the last 20 minutes telling Zeus "I'm sorry". Kubota could not hear me telling him that he had no reason to be sorry, that he (Kubota) had not failed him. That Zeus didn't blame him. That Zeus was happy that Kubota was there in his moments of greatest need.