Friday, December 16, 2011
Rant #639: Done
My wife and I have decided that our dog must be put down.
And we are doing it this weekend.
Our dog, Max, has lived a good life, but he has not been the same dog the past several months.
He has cancer, plain and simple, and a bum hind leg to boot.
The cancer is in his left side, and the tumor has ballooned to the point that he can't use his leg, and he can't hold his bowels.
He is 14 and a half years old. He is a mixed breed terrier and pit bull, but don't let the pit bull part of him fool you; he is about the nicest dog that you would ever want to meet.
He barks a lot, which puts people off, but he wouldn't hurt a fly.
Max has lived a good life as a house dog, but I think that time has just about come to an end.
We adopted him from a shelter after losing another dog to a variety of physical ailments, and unfortunately, due to financial constrictions, we are going to have to bring Max to the pound for disposal, just like we did his predecessor.
I would love to have the vet do it, but it costs several hundred dollars, which my wife and I don't have.
So it will be like a death march tomorrow morning, but we will march in a car to the dog death camp.
My wife can't bear this, so my father will come with me, as he did with the other dog.
Max is not pictured here, but Max was a handsome, lovable dog in his day. He had his quirks, but he always knew when he did wrong... and when he did right.
I don't know about other animals, but dogs do have a soul.
And this poor soul, who we are telling ourselves that we are putting out of his misery by doing what we are going to do, will go to dog heaven.
And he will be in our hearts forever.
See you, Max. We will always love you.
Posted by Larry at 3:44 AM