Kermit had many names. Little black white and brown dog - Little Buddy - Goofball - Kermie - Big Head Dog and quite often Dumbass.
He was a great dog but he was dealt a bad hand. Him and his 4 siblings were left by the railroad tracks along with their mom, to fend for themselves just after birth. My inlaws found them and took them home to care for them until they could be passed out to family and friends. Hubby just had to have one of the cute puppies and decided on the "noisy" one. He was always "talking". (The puppy not Hubby) Little did we know that later in life he would also "sing" along with Hubby playing his guitar. Three years ago, Kermit developed DISCOID LUPUS. After three years, he finally got too bad and the prednisone was not working anymore. Hence, the decision to put him down.
Kerm was Hubby's buddy. Most of his nicknames contained the word "Little" but that wasn't really Kerm. He was 70 lbs of Austrailian Shepard mix and quite loveable. He was also quite excitable. He loved to have family over and would greet them at the door with barking and yipping. Yes, at times he barked like a girl. But only when he was REALLY excited to see you.
Kerm was awesome with the grandkids. Kayliln and Kerm would play ball until Kaylin wouldn't want to pick up the slimy ball anymore. She called him, Bowdat.
Bowdat you will be missed!
My thoughts are with you and Kermit. You should look up the Raibow bridge its a beautiful poem about how you will be reunited with your pup and how he is playing in fields or doing what he loves. Take care kermit, all the pups in my life that have passed are hopefully with you frolicking.
I'm so sorry! Losing a pet is very tragic.
I am heart broken for you, and me. One of the toughest things in life is to lose your best four-legged friends. There is no one who gives the unconditional love that a dog gives. His greetings at your door will be missed. My heart aches for you both. Love you, Mom