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Unfortunately, it may be nearing the end. Our oldest dog, McGee, is on his last leg. He has been going down hill for the last few weeks, and it has been so hard to watch him deteriorate and struggle over these weeks. The Vet is offering some medication that might help. We should know within the next 48 hours.
It seems like only yesterday we were bringing him home. We had decided that we wanted to be a two dog family, and Rodney had been in touch with the Wheaten Rescue Mission in hopes of finding a dog that needed a new home. We found one not far from where we were living at the time. McGee was living with another family that had a new born and older Wheaten. They felt like it was too much to have two dogs with the new baby. We couldn't wait to bring him home. Our excitement was a little premature. As much as we wanted the two dogs to get along, there initial meeting did not go as hoped. In fact, they never really got along.
McGee was not your typical Wheaten Terrier. Most Wheaten's are extremely energetic. They usually come running at you and jump up at you or into your arms the minute you get home. A trait known as the Wheaten Greetin'. It was if all that had been trained out of him. McGee was happiest lying under a piece of furniture (usually the dining room table) or lounging on the stairwell (as long as he could see out the window). He was never really a lap dog. He was more of a loner, so we would always wonder if he was happy.
I have a lot of memories that I will always cherish. I remember taking him with us to check on the church one night and he ended up jumping in the baptismal font. At Trinity Toledo the font was a large pool in the floor. We had to grab a bunch of towels to dry him off and clean up the mess. I also found it interesting that even though McGee and Chelsea (our first Wheaten) never got along, they still liked knowing that they were in the house together. If we went out at night, we would put up a baby gate to separate the two of them. When we would come home, they were usually lying next to the gate keeping each other company.