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Oh, Poochie was such a good little boy! He just loved life, and his “treats”! He was a barker, and sounded off when he wanted you so spend time with him or if anyone came into the house! He didn’t want much, just to sit by us and lick his Daddy’s hand, have his belly scratched, or get his ears done! He loved to be petted!
He was also so brave! When he was only about 9 months old, Roseann took him for a walk. A huge German Shepherd came running over toward them. He thought his “Mommy” was in danger, so he went after this huge dog, who was so many times bigger that him. He had no fear!
Christmas morning was always a special time for the Pooch! He always got his own, special “Doogie Stocking” full of little toys and goodies. He would play with those for weeks on end.
Poochie started limping and could not uses his right rear leg. This had happened before so we thought nothing about it, because he recovered quickly the last time. While petting him, I discovered a huge lump. We took him to the Vet the following week, and they took X-Rays. It was terrible news! He has Osteosarcoma , a fast growing bone cancer that had already spread to his lungs. The was no treatment; no cure! We were told he could last several weeks or perhaps a month or two. That was not to happen. Within 1-week, he had stopped eating, was down to skin and bones, became so weak he could barely stand up, had labored breathing, and started throwing up and having watery bowel movements that he could not control. He would look at be with those sad eyes as if begging me to do something. We could not allow him to suffer any longer. When the Vet sedated him, which took several minutes, he slowly relaxed and placed his little head between his tiny paws. As he drifted off, I rubbed his eays, kissed him, and told him what a good boy he was and how much I loved him. Those were his last moments. It was too quick, too fast, too soon! He was our baby, and we are devastated by his loss!
“Poochie” had a mind of his own and could be a pest at times, but he was just so full of love. He added so much to our lives because his love was unconditional. We only lost “Poochie” 2-days ago, and I am bawling like a baby as I write this. I love you “Pooch”, and you will never be forgotten! - Your “Daddy”!
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