So today me and the kids went to my parents house for a cookout. Afterwards my little sister went…

So today me and the kids went to my parents house for a cookout.

Afterwards my little sister went with my cousin for a while and my parents went to get some lumber to finish the porch.

I walked outside to holler for Jace so he could come inside where it was cool, when I said his name he didn’t look at me. I walk out on the back porch and he’s taking slow deep breaths.

He tried standing, but couldn’t.

I called my mom and told her that I thought he was dying, she told me she was trying to hurry.

As I sat there with him I could see that he was.

I called my cousin and told her to bring my sister home, and I called my brother to come back.

Me and my two kids sat there holding on to him until he took his last breaths.

No one made it back before he went.

He literally grew up with my sister. We got him when he was 8 weeks old and she was around a year old.

She’s now 10yrs old.

He had cancer and when we found out the vet told ya he only had a couple months, but he lasted over a year. They said that when he went the tumor would bust and he would fill up with blood.

He had been doing so well, but today he wanted on the front porch but the steps were gone because my dad was making new ones so my brother picked him up and set him up there.

Me and my mom think that when he picked him up, it caused the tumor to bust.