Thursday, July 22, 2010

Too Short A Time

Ten years ago, in May of 2000, we brought home a half-grown puppy, about 6 months old. We called him Kai, and Kevin and Kai worked together long hard hours to teach him all the things he needed to know about how to get along with others.
For ten years he enriched our lives, and he brought joy to everyone he met. Kids could hang off him and he just loved it. They'd follow him around and he'd eat up the attention.

A few days ago, he started bleeding somewhere in his mouth. It wasn't much, and he'd had some periodontal issues in April, so we didn't think much of it, but it wasn't stopping, so we made an appointment with the vet today.

At 3:00 this afternoon, the vet took a look inside his mouth and gave us a look as well. He also gave us some very bad news. Melanoma. It had grown so much, and so fast, that it had started causing problems for Kai when he tried to swallow - even water. If it hadn't already started to metastasize to his organs, it would very soon.

We made the difficult, but obvious decision, and had him put to sleep before he started suffering.

We will miss you forever, beloved Kai.

We will see you in heaven - for in heaven there are no tears, only joy. And if that doesn't perfectly describe a dog, then I don't know what does.

1 comment:

  1. I'm so sorry to hear that. We will probably have to put two of our beloved cats down soon, and I'm already tearing up about it.

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