Guest falconschild Posted January 20, 2012 Share Posted January 20, 2012 Our good old girl had to leave us yesterday. The first dog Allan and I owned together. We found this little black and tan fuzzy puppy at the Humane Society, oh so long ago. For Allan, it was love at first sight. Because the puppy looked like a tiny little Wookiee-baby, she was called Chewie, despite the fact she was in fact a girl. Chewie taught us a lot about dogs in general...and a lot about SA. She loved her crate - being in her crate meant that, no matter what mayhem occurred while we were away, it by default wasn't blamable on her. When Chewie was a couple of months old, Sly joined the household...our first greyhound. Once Sly realized that Chewie was, in fact, a dog - despite the fact that she was awful short and furry to his mind - he set about "bringing up baby properly." Chewie always believed firmly that she was a greyhound, and that some day she'd grow into her long hair and have the legs to be able to keep up. She bowed to greet you like the greys all did, she'd run with them in the sprint lane - a greyhound in heart and spirit, if not in body. Years passed, and that black and tan face began to whiten, as did her paws, funnily enough. Just after Christmas, she began to get weak in the back end - likely arthritis, for a dog of her age, said the vet. Late last week, we discovered she could no longer walk. So yesterday, Allan took her back to the vet for another examination. And we discovered the monster lurking within her had come out of hiding - hemangiosarcoma. It had surrounded her heart and was starting to compress her esophagus; had metastasized to her spine, and caused two vertebrae to seem to shatter. Never once did she give a SOD like a greyhound might - never said a word of complaint. When we saw the x-rays, Allan and I knew what we had to do. So we let Chewie go, to find Sly and Gin and Toby and Norman, to run across the fields of the afterworld on paws that have wings now. So if you happen to see a greyhound out of the corner of your eye that doesn't look quite like a greyhound, that may well be our Chew-Chew. I miss you, baby girl. Your daddy's heart broke yesterday, because you were his heart dog. Merlin the Siamese misses you, too. We love you...and we'll see you again someday. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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