While Brady and I were in FL, Tyson took a turn for the worse. Andy said that Tyson could no longer stand or walk and had stopped eating. We knew his time had come but I was selfishly hoping he could make it until Brady and I got home so we could say good bye to him. Unfortunately, he could not hold on that long. Sometime after Andy left for work around 1 pm on Saturday, Tyson passed away in his sleep. When Brady and I got home at 9:45 pm, we found him in his crate. We are all so sad and miss him terribly but are taking comfort in knowing that he is not longer in pain.
According to Brady, "Tyson lives with God way way way up in the sky. We will see him again some day but not for a long long time."
Here are a few pictures of one of the best dogs who ever lived!
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