Atticus

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My dog faced boy has cancer. It’s everywhere. I know non pet owners don’t understand but as ELV put it so eloquently a pet dying is its own “special heartbreak.”

Indeed.

It’s hard watching the spark slowly slip away out of my sweet boy’s body. 

He is losing his physical abilities as the days go on and I think it may be time soon to put him down. It’s such an odd power to wield. Humbling. Who am I to say it’s time for him to die? He can’t really stand up by himself but when he sees me his eyes get wide and warm and he wags that big beaver tail. Still wagging even if he can’t get up. Such a gentle giant.

He’s 12 years old and has had a wonderful life. I adore him. Truly. Peter and I got him a month before we were married. He was our practice kid and we have adored him.

More than anything I’ll just miss my quiet constant companion.

XO

5 comments:

Scott Densmore | April 6, 2012 at 4:52 PM

We will miss him, as we always have. Give him a big hug from us. Best dog ever!

Mel | April 7, 2012 at 2:06 PM

What a sweet picture. I am sorry you will face this loss very soon. XOXO Mel

Mel | April 7, 2012 at 2:06 PM

Such a sweet picture. So sorry you are facing this loss. XOXO Mel

The Wife | April 8, 2012 at 7:06 AM

So sorry, Emily. My heart goes out to you.

katie | April 9, 2012 at 11:28 AM

My warmest thoughts are with you while you are going through this. I feel your heartache sweet girl, and I know Atticus has had the most wonderful, love-filled life. It seems unfair that we only get to enjoy these beautiful souls for a short time - they change our lives for the better forever! BIG hugs to you and the family.

Katie