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Sad news....
Molly on the left our 11 year old golden retriever would’ve been 12 this December, but sadly lost a long battle with cancer. We knew it was coming for a couple of years ago when the doctor removed some growth about the size of a walnut from her neck that turned out to be a cancerous.
Normally this type of cancer is vary aggressive and if found in a limb – usually calls for the amputation. But because it was in the neck the doctor said that the chances it will return and to make the best of our time together.
For a few years there we’d all but forgotten about the doctor’s ominous prediction of Molly’s demise. But a few weeks ago I noticed that she’d started to get a little slower & slower but always wanted to play with her sister Emma (our 8 year old golden on the right) as well as our kids. But as each day passed she seemed more & more content to just lay her head on someone’s lap and just be petted.
Thanksgiving I had originally planned on taking kids up to my moms for the day, but early that morning my ex-girlfriend called and asked if I’d come over early because something was wrong with Molly.
Arriving at her house Molly was alive but wouldn’t move without some severe coaxing and was whimpering when she did get to her feet.
At that point we loaded her up in the ex’s SUV and drover over to the Animal Emergency Room a few blocks away.
I won’t go into details but suffice to say we think the doctors & nurses did everything they could and yesterday we all gathered to say goodbye one last time. Lots of hugs & pets and quite a few tears passed before I then collected the children & took them home, while my ex stayed with our dog through the final moments.
Needless to say we’re all still in a state of shock around here and Thanksgiving was to say the least bittersweet.
Molly on the left our 11 year old golden retriever would’ve been 12 this December, but sadly lost a long battle with cancer. We knew it was coming for a couple of years ago when the doctor removed some growth about the size of a walnut from her neck that turned out to be a cancerous.
Normally this type of cancer is vary aggressive and if found in a limb – usually calls for the amputation. But because it was in the neck the doctor said that the chances it will return and to make the best of our time together.
For a few years there we’d all but forgotten about the doctor’s ominous prediction of Molly’s demise. But a few weeks ago I noticed that she’d started to get a little slower & slower but always wanted to play with her sister Emma (our 8 year old golden on the right) as well as our kids. But as each day passed she seemed more & more content to just lay her head on someone’s lap and just be petted.
Thanksgiving I had originally planned on taking kids up to my moms for the day, but early that morning my ex-girlfriend called and asked if I’d come over early because something was wrong with Molly.
Arriving at her house Molly was alive but wouldn’t move without some severe coaxing and was whimpering when she did get to her feet.
At that point we loaded her up in the ex’s SUV and drover over to the Animal Emergency Room a few blocks away.
I won’t go into details but suffice to say we think the doctors & nurses did everything they could and yesterday we all gathered to say goodbye one last time. Lots of hugs & pets and quite a few tears passed before I then collected the children & took them home, while my ex stayed with our dog through the final moments.
Needless to say we’re all still in a state of shock around here and Thanksgiving was to say the least bittersweet.
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