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I really don’t even know where to begin, other than to say I’m honestly not sure if my heart will ever be whole again. A big piece of it went with my dear, sweet, precious Dukie, when he crossed the Rainbow Bridge on 11/2. My Dukie was thriving! He was losing weight, and appeared to be getting stronger every day. He loved his walks in the beautiful fall weather, loved his fur siblings, and in particular, loved his fur sister, Belle.
He loved hanging out with “transport” mom, Amy L., and her dogs (can you believe the size difference?) when we were out of town, loved special treats such as frosty paws (thank you, Karen H.), and loved stuffed toys!
The Dukester was also a senior ambassador at a recent RAGOM event, and you’ve never seen a dog have such a good time! He loved all of the attention he received, and did his absolute best to greet every single person and dog that walked through the doors. I’m proud to think that he played an important role in showing people how incredible our senior dogs really are.
But probably the most important thing about Duke was his devotion to his humans. From the moment he walked into our house, he pretty much decided that he was never going to live anywhere else – it just took us a wee bit longer to realize it. Dukie always greeted us with a heavily thumping tail, and his eyes literally shone with devotion. I work at home, and he spent his days pressed as close to my feet as he could possibly be (thus earning the nickname of “breathing carpet” from my husband), and spent his evenings likewise pressed up against the side of the bed. It was incredibly comforting to drift off to sleep at night, listening to his deep, contented breathing. I will never forget that.
I had so many plans for my boy, and so many things we still needed to do. But it wasn’t meant to be. He fell seriously ill, and was diagnosed with splenic lymphoma. We began treating him with medications, and though we hoped that we would still have some time with him, the quality of his life disintegrated quite rapidly, and far too soon, it was time to help him to a better place. His dignity deserved nothing less. We thank the staff at VCA Richfield for the wonderful care they provided to Dukie, and to us. So I go back to where I started in this final good-bye to my Dukie. My heart may never be the same, but I would do it all again in a heartbeat. I would foster him, I would adopt him, and I would love him, heart and soul. He knows that he was very, very loved in his final months here on this earth, and I know that he had one incredible reunion when he crossed the bridge and found his old beloved owners waiting for him. He is up there now, running across fields with those long legs of his, playing with all of our other beloved RAGOM dogs, chasing balls, and of course, eating to his heart’s content, without gaining a single pound. I am touched beyond words by the outpouring of love and support we received upon Duke’s passing - thank you one and all. Please know that after some time has passed, and my heart has had a bit of time to heal, we will continue RAGOM’s mission by welcoming another senior dog into our home. Duke would expect nothing less from us. On one last note, the evening we lost him, we were outside around sunset, when all of a sudden the sky turned a brilliant red. My husband and I just took in the beauty of the sky for a moment, and then he said, “See, Duke is telling you that everything is all ok.” And I believe that. I love you, my big boy, and I will never ever forget you.
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