The infamous Chance dog, passed away early this morning. Recently, he had slowed down a lot due to losing his muscle mass from having Cushing Syndrome. He never knew he had a problem. He was the happiest dog in the world. Right up until last night he came to me with a big, dumb stuffed frog in his mouth. Tail wagging. ‘Well? Are ya going to play with me?” Bless his heart.
What some of you may not know is that my dog Chance actually saved my life. I’ve never known a love for an animal like the love I had for my dog. He truly was my best friend.
After noticing that he could barely do the stairs without falling over last night and during the night realizing he couldn’t stand anymore I took him to the emergency clinic and the Dr. there, without charge, looked at his heart and belly and it turns out that Chance had a Mass on his spleen and it had burst and his poor belly was full of blood. There were no questions from me as I knew that my 13 1/2 year old friend was tired and ready for a very long sleep. I’d had a long visit with him during the night as I was on the floor with him for a few hours, and of course I held his beautiful head while he quietly and gently slipped away.
I feel like I was the luckiest person in the world to have had that dog in my life. We should all be so blessed with his love and joy for everything around him.
Sleep well my dearest Chance. Murray and I will miss you terribly but will be so happy for having had you in our lives.
Sharon King, Calgary, Alberta