|Tsuga, on a recent good day. Photo by Dave Lewis|
Today one of the dogs that I loved died of Cancer. He has been sick for a few months now, and actually lived longer than the Vets guessed. What makes this even sadder is that just a few months prior they lost their other dog to Cancer aswell. That dog also was a favorite- a flatcoat that had a wag and a kiss for everyone. Their hearts haven't even had a chance to heal from that sudden loss and now they are faced with another.
Tsuga was a great dog- a border collie cross pup rescued with his littermates, that grew into a handsome Shepherdy looking guy. Full of life and happiness. He was never a wild player at work- but had a thing for the "girls" and would often hang out on the outside edges flirting with a pretty little lab. Tsuga was sweet, and affectionate, and eager to please. A dog that didn't like to make mistakes or be wrong. A sensitive soul who liked to jump up to say hi even though he wasn't supposed to.
He will be greatly missed. :(
Life is not fair.
This sort of thing makes my own problems seem so small and petty.