January 10, 2018

Wednesday 01/10/2018

Yesterday,  I took Marky to the vet.  She explained she could take the tumor off his leg and possibly the one on his anus.   But, wasn't sure about the one on his anus until she started the surgery.  Marky had many many tumors all over him and she said the others she wouldn't touch.  He had very large one on his shoulder you could probably see it in the picture from the previous post.  Marky was trying to chew off the tumor on his leg which was about golf ball sized it was hurting very much.  Plus he was having problems going to the bathroom.   His mentality was good and he was a good pup at the vets office.  Obeyed orders just fine.  She said we could buy him some more time with the surgery.    However,  I knew he was suffering and was going to be 13 years old in February.  I decided to put him to sleep.   They gave him two shots.  One just made him lay down he was still looking around a bit.  I kissed him on top the head told him I loved him.  The next shot did the job and he died.  It didn't appear to be painful at all.   The vet checked to see if he had a pulse or any eye movement and he didn't.  He was gone.  When I came home I looked up at the window and of course he wasn't there to greet me.  The house does feel empty and this morning when I got up there was no Marky to take outside to the bathroom.  I missed him sleeping in the floor beside the bed last night.    I washed all the blankets up and cleaned the house the best I could getting rid of the dog hairs.  Tossed out one of his food bowls that he had chewed up.  It still doesn't feel the same and surreal.    His mentality was good and that made it much worse to do.   I felt kinda numbed out about it.   That's the whole process when you loose someone you love even a dog.   For thirteen years he was my baby lumps and all.  I loved him very much.   I didn't pay to have his ashes returned to me.     When I told him he would be going to see his sister Bell (his sister who had past away) before I brought him to the vet he appeared to recognize the name and was excited.   I know he is with his sister and mother now in heaven and no longer suffering.  May god take care of my little boy. 

I am considering getting another dog.  I was looking at the Washington County Animal Shelter and there is one of interest.  I'm not sure if I want to but I would definitely feel better with a dog in my life.   The one I looked on the web site is named Bear he is a beagle mix very cute medium sized dog.  Another I found on the web is named Magnola and is a dachshund and terrier mix very cute and a puppy.  Shouldn't be very big but its in the Yancey Dog Pound and that's about and hour and half away.   Bear is very cute already house broken and  an adult dog/neutered shots up to date.  By the looks maybe a year old.  I'm still considering it.   Put a picture of Bear below. 

Marky my best friend for 13 years.

  Look at that smile. 

Love you. Marky

Bear At Washington County Animal Shelter