Guest freddysmom Posted August 9, 2013 Share Posted August 9, 2013 Maybe I wrote about Ice before, but today I've been thinking so much about him and feel compelled to write about Ice: Ice came to us at age 12, a wonderful gentle soul, who had been returned. We couldn't understand why, as he was such a sweet guy. We didn't think we were ready for another dog, just having lost ours a few months before, but when we were asked to foster a 12 year old, we said, no, he comes he stays; and so Ice became ours. perhaps it would be more accurate to say, we became his. He was mostly deaf, had cataracts, and bad hips. I had to keep a nightlight on for him, because he couldn't see in the dark and it made him nervous. Shortly after coming to our house, he realized he couldn't go all night without a potty break, so I took him out every night about 2am. At the time, we were doing a lot of caregiving for my 95 year old dad, also, and we would laugh that Ice and dad were the same age with the same health problems. Ice would follow me around the house; it wasn't easy for him, but if I moved from room to room, even for a minute, so would Ice. And, since I retired while he was here, he was my constant companion - i talked to him all day long. My dad died on Sept. 7th 2012. Four days later, Ice sneezed and broke something loose. He started bleeding profusely. WIth towels and blankets in abundance, we got him to the E-vet. She stopped the bleeding. She said he had a (probably) cancerous tumor behind his sinus cavity. Ice was now 14 years old. Operate? Well, she said they could, but the odds of him getting better were slim. Take him home? Not recommended. He would begin bleeding again, she said, and if we weren't there to catch it right away, he would bleed out in the house. (That would be aweful for us, but somehow I felt it would be worse for Ice. He was a dignified dog, who wouldn't want to make that mess for us). SO with heavy heart, we let him go. He was a true gentleman to the end. When she put the needle in his arm, he looked at me, (I swear he smiled), sighed, laid his head on my knee and relaxed. Eventually his heart (big as the sun) stopped beating and Ice was free. I miss him still. We only had him about a year and a half, but he's in my heart forever. I guess Dad needed a dog in heaven, I believe they are together, as he loved Ice as we all did. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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