My vet helped Colonel cross over the rainbow bridge this morning. He had stopped eating/drinking and his body was shutting down. He hadn’t had any interest in any of his favorite treats or activities for over a week and we both agreed it was time. I held him throughout the process this morning and sent him on his way knowing he was loved. I’m a mess right now, but even so I would take him in again with absolutely no regrets, it was so worth it. We’ll always remember him as a sweet old boy who brought us laughter and love.