After battling lymphoma for 15 months I had to let my beloved Rascal go. He had also battled through a bout with FCE 5 years ago that weakened his back end and took away his bowel and bladder control.
Rascal was the bravest and most dignified dog that I have ever know. He was a five year racer from Fla. He was a submissive soul when I brought him home but that changed all too quickly. Most of our time spent together was a battle to see who was actually in charge. He won.
He loved me unconditionally but he also challenged me everyday. I have a million of Rascal stories. Most of the include him eating something he shouldn't have. So many funny stories and so many people knew my boy. I took him everywhere and he was the best greyhound ambassador you could ask for. One time someone asked me if I realized that he was not a person in a dog suit and I quickly replied, "But he is better than most people...". He was more than a companion to me.
I love and miss you so.