July 3rd 2009 6:43 am
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It is with a very heavy heart I write to let you all know that I lost my Sonny Boy on March 12, 2009 :( It was a shocker and totally unexpected. He was only 8 1/2. Sonny was a seemingly quite healthy lab. He was thin, muscular and extrememly active. We had just become a certified therapy dog team through Therapy Dogs, Inc. He was a natural and people loved him.
I came home at 8 p.m. on Friday night to find Sonny limping and dragging his left hind leg. He was a little wobbly and couldn't correct his paw to upright every time. Instead it would curl under like he was on tippy toe. I thought it was an ortho problem and took him to an ortho vet Saturday morning. The vet could not find anything and feared something was terribly wrong. Well, as it turned out, Sonny was full of tumors and one was probably pressing against his spine. I took him to Cleveland to see an Oncologist and Sonny had a chemo treatment. He was scheduled for more but by that night he couldn't walk at all. He had no bladder control and my mom and I were continuously lifting him to one bed, changing the pee pads on another, cleaning him off and lifting him back to his big bed. I was completely heartbroken. Sonny meant the world to me and at times I felt he was all I had.
It was only 6 days until the first sign something was wrong until I had to put Sonny down. It was Thursday, March 12th. I feared that if we went one more day he would be in some real pain and really suffer. He had lost all movement from the waist down. I had hoped he would make it at least until Saturday so my sister could make it home to see him. They were very close and his death was hard on her as well as my entire family.
Personality wise Sonny was the same dog til the end. This made it so hard to make that choice but I knew it was time and I had to do it for him and not be selfish. A nearby vet came to our house with his technician. Sonny died very peacefully in my arms. A local mortician came up immediately and got Sonny's body and cremated him that night. I had him back the next morning and took him to see my sister for a long weekend.
It's been almost 4 months since Sonny has been gone and there is not a day that goes by when I do not think of him and still get teary eyed. Sometimes I completely break down and bawl. He was my once in a lifetime dog.
I have since adopted a lab pup, Sonny's younger bro he never got to meet. I didn't think I was ready for another yet but my dad found this little guy and I couldn't resist. I think I needed him as much as he needed me. I'll eventually get around to setting up a Dogster page for him. He is a yellow lab. Very white and is apparerently what is known as a Dudley lab. His lips, nose and eye rims are all flesh colored. I named him Bay and he is a good boy. He came from an accident litter and was underweight and had fleas and worms when I brought him home. I fixed him up real quick and he is doing great now. I only wish he could have met Sonny, I know they would have loved each other.