This is what I was going to post Thursday, September 20th, but my IP was blocked on the forum by mistake.
Ace's Daddy, Always
So far, I believe today was hardest/worst day of my life. My little girl (who passed away November 2016) got out one night before she was fixed. She partied with a Mastiff that my neighbor had. About 2 months later, at 8p.m. October 13th 2006 I helped deliver 2 beautiful baby boys and a baby girl. We obviously kept them for a little while until they were walking, healthy, and ready for a new home. We found all 3 of them very good homes. Of course I played with all 3 of them every night. The first two we gave to their new families the pups were excited, playful, and tails wagging. When I met the 3rd family, I went to hand them this little brown and white cutie pie. Expecting the same reaction as the other, I was teary eyed as this little guy started literally screaming. He immediately stopped as soon as he was back in my arms. From that day until a couple hours ago we were inseparable. I hated being away from him and he hated being away from me. He was literally my shadow. I couldn't go anywhere in or outside my house without him 1 foot behind or next to me because he couldn't stand for me to be out of his sight. I know a lot of people say their dogs were the perfect dog. I honestly didn't look at him as a dog because he never acted like one. He didn't bark, you could leave food on the table and walk away and it would still be there when you got back. The only time he would bark, howl, or cry is when he was away from me. For 12 years he was my rock, my best friend, my angel on earth. I have had other animals that I loved a lot, but I really looked at Ace as a son. I took him to the vet on Friday September 14th because the night before he was acting like his back leg was hurting him and his hip was really swollen. Turns out it was a tumor and bone cancer. They put him on pain meds and I had another week with my baby boy. A day or so ago I noticed the pain medicine really wasn't working that well. By the time I got him to the vet today my baby was in a lot of pain. I laid on the floor kissing and loving on him. Telling him what a good boy he was and thanking him for 12 years of unconditional love and support. I have been through several losses in those 12 years and he was the only constant that was always there with unconditional love. I was literally with my little boy from his first breath to his last, which most people don't get to say that. It is killing me because he never lost his "spark". He was eating, drinking, tail wagging, smiling at me.. I am torn apart because I can't help but wonder if I should have tried different pain meds or something. My baby was so healthy except for his back femur near his hip. I can't go an hour without crying. So now, I notice on my other baby, that was a rescue, that is still alive (8yo) his bag leg is starting to swell in the same place, no pain yet. How could both of my boys get cancer in the same spot???? I will take him to the vet next week because I can't bear hearing the same news again this soon. I feel like my heart is just going to rupture any day. Has anyone on here maybe tried the Canna-Pet or something like it? I absolutely do not know what to do. These two boys are my angels and I may be sending my last baby to the bridge in a couple months.
In pic, the brown and white beauty is my Ace that just passed and the solid brown one is Duke who now has what appears to be the same thing Ace had.
Enjoy your free time my baby Ace! Because when I see you again one day, you are never leaving my arms! (This pic was my last day with my baby)
Ace 10/13/06 - 9/20/18