Hi,
The last person I wrote to from RAGOM was Michelle on January 31, 2004, when we adopted our Vern (your #03-306). That was a happy time. Young and buoyant he was just merging with our family and Maggie, his older sister by 3 months. They were wonderful together, playing, with Maggie wisely supervising, and Vern pulling her along as his pull toy. We have had years of joy from both of them. They reached their senior years. She developed an arthritic elbow. Vern fared worse. At age 12, after losing most of his muscle, in 2015 he was diagnosed with Cushings Disease. Then, when he kept losing weight despite his medication, a trip to Ames Veterinary Hospital showed that he also had cancerous tumors in his bladder and spleen and was given a few more months to be. That was a horrible blow. But up until his very last second, he never gave up. He had those hopeful, willful eyes. He kept hoisting himself up (often with a little help) on to his wobbly hind legs to bring himself down three flights of stairs. He even tentatively journeyed a short way down his favorite back yard hill. He couldn’t serenade the forest as he used to, but he would yahoo his crumpled cough. And he LOVED to swim. We had discovered a doggie therapy pool nearby and had been bringing him for swimming/play the last few months. Oh my. His two favorite loves. Water and toys to retrieve in the one body part that still worked: his iron clamped mouth. But a few days ago, he lost most of his appetite even for his canned puppy food and my created soups, potato pancakes, and peanut butter and sweet potato balls. We could see every bone in his body. He was down. He had that look, with a touch of his sparkle. It was time. And though it broke our hearts to part with sweet, rambunctious Vern we took him for his last brave walk to the Rainbow Bridge where hopefully he’ll happily run again with friends. I’m sending you this picture taken a couple of months ago to show you our Vern with his sparkle. We thank you so much for introducing us. Even as I weep writing this, I need to say he has been a joy. My husband thinks I’m crazy, but I will be contacting you again in a few months for possibly another retriever mix. (He was a golden lab.) We have lab mix girls at the moment. Mag our senior and cooky Coco, who is a year. I’m thinking a male in his middle years. Vern is irreplaceable, but we still have room for lots of love for one more to go with our memories that we will cherish. All the best, Maureen W. |