A year ago today we had to let go of my Tucker-dog. He had hermangiosarcoma - an awful canine cancer. It was the kind thing to do to let him go that day. He was bleeding internally and probably wouldn't have made it through the day. He was clearly uncomfortable and struggling.
There isn't a day that goes by that I don't think about his 'smile' - his great doggy grin. I think about how he always smelled wonderful. He was always clean and soft in a way that none of my other dogs ever manage. He would lie next to me on the bed or the couch and stretch out long, alongside my body to 'snuggle.' He loved to run in the woods. He loved to play. He was better at agility than I ever was. And, he was a major pain in the a** dog - reactive, barky, hair-trigger.
And, I loved him in a way that I've rarely loved anything or anyone.
I miss you Tucker.
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