It was, quite simply, only a matter of time. How many of us live long past 90? (How many of us want to?)
Certainly not dogs who aren't expected to live past 70. And not our precious Lucky.
We got the news today that our 90+ year old puppy has cancer in the bone above his upper teeth. He has a visible tumor on his schnoz, but we thought it was an abscessed tooth (and so did the vet). When he went to pull the tooth today the bone above it sort of fell apart.
That's when they realized this was more than a dental problem. It was a large tumor.
Way down deep, where we haven't hurt in a long time, our hearts ache. A shared family sadness, reminiscent of Buddy and the day we lost him. An end too near to even want to think about. An end that I pray is calm and peaceful for Lucky and for us. A pain-free end. And I hope he tells us when he is ready. I so wish I knew Lucky would be in heaven with me, but I'm not so sure. The scripture has a few things to say about that, but that's in God's hands. All I know is that He loved us enough to bless us with Lucky for so many years. God is so good.
"The one absolutely unselfish friend that man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous, is his dog."
~George Graham Vest
No tea tonight - can't swallow :(
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