NoMo and Dusty

NoMo is NoMore as of December 1, 2009. She died sometime over the Thanksgiving Day weekend of what they say were natural causes...she was 81 at the time. Her health was never really good, but she seemed to go on and on the same way over her last few years and looked perfectly fine when mother delivered her groceries before we left for Dallas. After we got back, and a couple of days later, the meals on wheels person contacted mother and said they knocked on NoMo's door and got no answer again just as the day before. Mother (NoKe) called the police and they broke in by climbing in a window and found her lifeless in her bed. Dusty was still in the house and had been the whole time. NoKe apparently inherited Dusty now and he began living at her house...as if he didn't already. The cops originally took Dusty to the dog pound and left him there and mother, with a tear in her eye, waved goodbye to him..."bye Dusty." Later that day, and feeling guilty, Mother went down to the animal shelter and got Dusty back and brought him home. Dusty didn't make it long as Mother killed him. He made her mad but that wasn't the reason...so we are led to believe. No really he had a terrible hernia and suffered from the same problem that Marley did in "Marley and Me". Both were Labradors and both had irreparably twisted intestinal ailments that made them both very sick and Dusty was certainly in great pain. So mother took him to the vet and the only cure was to put him down. At this time mother couldn't do it, which was good because Dusty came home and was his happy go lucky self again until a week later when he began moaning . That was it for Dusty...one month of bliss at mothers house and then to the final dog pound in the sky. There is more to this story of NoMo and Dusty's final years and I'll get to it when I'm good and ready.