Monday, May 7, 2012
Ranger's Last Walk
Ranger and I did not share a house for long. He was more my brothers' dog than mine. Jeffrey was only 10 and Brett 14 when they got Ranger. They had the most fun running around the back yard with their dog.
A couple of weeks ago my parents took Ranger to the vet because he was refusing to eat, had a bump on his head and seemed to be in a lot of pain. The vet had to pull 6 teeth and remove a whole bunch of infected tissue from the roof of his mouth. They called Mom and Dad a couple days later with the results of his labs---a very aggressive form of cancer. Poor Ranger--he was suffering. He eventually wouldn't even eat the soft canned dog food. He couldn't stand up or lay down because his leg bones hurt so bad, he appeared to be going blind--all in the matter of a week. Mom and Dad struggled with their decision--only because Jeffrey is still away at school. But after a week of watching Ranger's pain, they knew what needed to be done. They took him for one last walk and delivered him to a very kind vet. She let them stay by his side as long as they wanted and hugged them as they left. Ranger, you'll be missed. So long, big guy.