We took Blaise to the vet last night and had him put down. We haven't blogged about what's been going on with him, it's been almost too hard to talk about. He has always had behavior issues that we couldn't seem to get around, and it finally reached a point where we couldn't live with the liability of owning him anymore. I wish things were different, but no matter how much we went over it we kept coming up at the same place. I'm sorry if I'm being cryptic. The short version is Blaise was an aggressive and unpredictable dog and we had to put him down.
In spite of the stress that living with him brought to our lives we all loved that little dog an awful lot. He was incredibly cute and smart and at times just the sweetest little guy you could imagine. I've decided that he was a good dog through and through. He tried very hard to be good, but sometimes he just didn't understand what we needed him to do.
Margaret and I took him in and we stayed with him until he was gone. It was very hard. Witnessing death is difficult. Life is fragile. Hug your loved ones today in honor of little Blaise.
I couldn't bring myself to post a picture, everything is too fresh and sad. There are pics and a video of him here and here.