Counting Down
Today I got the news that I've been expecting yet dreading for a few weeks now. It wasn't that it was a shock, I just didn't want to hear it I guess.
My male Golden Retriever, Gonzo, has been sick for a couple of weeks now; he had digestion problems which led to him refusing all food for the past four days and eating very little before that. We remained partially hopeful as he continued to drink normally and behave mostly the same, but it would have been stupid to think everything was going to work out perfectly. I felt horrible dragging him on a half hour car trip, but this morning we did - having him suffering while we knew nothing would be worse.
At the imagine center, the radiologist confirmed that Gonzo had cancer, both in his kidneys and lungs. I can't say I expected the lung cancer... but it still wasn't a shock.
All I can say now is that I want these last days to be great for him. I know he doesn't feel well and it will be hard to stay positive, but I just want him to be as happy as possible. I honestly have no idea how I'll work these next few days knowing I'm away from him. I just really want him to know how special he is.
This probably sounds stupidly attached, but Gonzo's only my second dog, so I've never lost one before. I've never lost any kind of pet, and Gonzo has been one of the biggest comforts in the hardest times of my life.
I love you so much Gonzo.
My male Golden Retriever, Gonzo, has been sick for a couple of weeks now; he had digestion problems which led to him refusing all food for the past four days and eating very little before that. We remained partially hopeful as he continued to drink normally and behave mostly the same, but it would have been stupid to think everything was going to work out perfectly. I felt horrible dragging him on a half hour car trip, but this morning we did - having him suffering while we knew nothing would be worse.
At the imagine center, the radiologist confirmed that Gonzo had cancer, both in his kidneys and lungs. I can't say I expected the lung cancer... but it still wasn't a shock.
All I can say now is that I want these last days to be great for him. I know he doesn't feel well and it will be hard to stay positive, but I just want him to be as happy as possible. I honestly have no idea how I'll work these next few days knowing I'm away from him. I just really want him to know how special he is.
This probably sounds stupidly attached, but Gonzo's only my second dog, so I've never lost one before. I've never lost any kind of pet, and Gonzo has been one of the biggest comforts in the hardest times of my life.
I love you so much Gonzo.