Boss Mare
Well-Known Member
My Golden Retriever, my baby.. my sweetheart..
"Dusty" was a Valentine's Gift when I was 9.. In December he would've been 13 years old.. He was a full of life, fun loving "pup" even in his golden years.. NOW I know why these retrievers are "golden"... He was the love of my life and ALWAYS smiling..
Sadly, within the last couple of months his health had been failing.. Cancer had taken over his body.. started in his bones, lungs, then brain.. It was coming down till the last week before we knew what we had to do..
This morning at dusk on my way to work.. I didn't know he was under my truck.. he never attempted to move as the engine started.. or as I changed gears.. he lyed right there.. I heard a quick yelp and he was gone.. I freaked, I lost it..
I knew it was close and it would've killed me to say "go ahead" to the vet (within the week).. but I didn't plan for it to end this way..
I am sorry, Dusty..
"Dusty" was a Valentine's Gift when I was 9.. In December he would've been 13 years old.. He was a full of life, fun loving "pup" even in his golden years.. NOW I know why these retrievers are "golden"... He was the love of my life and ALWAYS smiling..
Sadly, within the last couple of months his health had been failing.. Cancer had taken over his body.. started in his bones, lungs, then brain.. It was coming down till the last week before we knew what we had to do..
This morning at dusk on my way to work.. I didn't know he was under my truck.. he never attempted to move as the engine started.. or as I changed gears.. he lyed right there.. I heard a quick yelp and he was gone.. I freaked, I lost it..
I knew it was close and it would've killed me to say "go ahead" to the vet (within the week).. but I didn't plan for it to end this way..
I am sorry, Dusty..