Wife texted me this morning that Thor was in distress and I needed to get home ASAP. She was able to get him to the vet herself and I got a text from her while I was on my way home, Thor's stomach had flipped, from what we don't know, but there wasn't anything the vet could do. We could roll the dice and try emergency surgery or we could put him to sleep. With his age and his other health issues, we made the hard decision to say goodbye. We didn't want to put Thor thorough anymore. So we lost Thor today and I'm heartbroken. It's been the shittiest of shitty days.