My brother had to let Ed go last night. It's really hitting me hard. We had our family x-mas gathering Sat night and he said Ed's not eating (cancer dx a few weeks ago). I said I would bring some meat over. I went over Sunday and he wouldn't eat the venison that I'd cooked in the crock pot or the beef tripe. I knew it was time and hoped that my brother realized it too.
Back in 1999, I was there when Ed was born. My brother and family were out of town (I think) and so I went over to keep an eye on Sammy because she was due. Ed's mom Sammy died a few years ago, also cancer.
Ed was an awesome dog. He loved the water and would spend hours swimming at the cabin. My brother taught him to clean up the weeds at the bottom of the lake on the swimming beach
He taught him to "fetch" the neighbors morning newspaper and return it when my brother was done reading it. The neighbors all knew Ed and loved him.
My brother is in construction and Ed went to work with him almost every day. If my brother dropped his hammer, he's tell Ed to get it for him.
Ed was so smart and loved everyone.
When I stopped over, he would spin, jump and whine like crazy. He never did that to anyone else. He knew his auntie.
When I went over Sunday, he was excited to see me but only wagged his tail.
I tried to hand feed him but he was done. He was ready to go.
He loved to be outside and that's where he was laying when I said my good byes.
I told him I loved him and told him he was an awesome dog. I told him to go find his cousin Sparky and his mom Sammy.
A couple pictures from Sunday night,
The picture my brother took at the vet last night.
Ed, you are pain free and swimming and running again.
I will never forget you and will always love you.
-your auntie
updated Wednesday-
My brother is having a rough time, please keep him in your thoughts. Breaks my heart to see him hurting.