Just about a week before our crazy snow storm, we had to put down one of our two dogs. Tucker had cancer of the lining of the spleen. This cancer is unfortunately difficult to cure and we decided not to put him through surgery and chemo when his chances of recovery were very, very small. Its also non-symptomatic until it grows enough to interfere with other organs in the abdomen. At the beginning of December, he was not attacking his food with his usual enthusiasm, but it was also coming off as being distracted. He was eating less and less and beginning to get lethargic and thats when we took him to the vet.
I feel guilty for not taking him sooner, but I’m not sure it would have mattered. We might have caught it early enough to have a better chance of success with the operation and chemo. However, my impression is that by the time its detectable, the odds are pretty low. Besides, at this point, I can’t focus on what might have been. We’ve spent the time since his death alternately crying/talking about him and trying to occupy ourselves and his sister, Molly. We have spent a lot more time with Molly, like nearly every minute for the first few days. The time spent with her has been beneficial for all of us.
So, I had to write a poem about him:
Tucker
So, this is it
Sudden and abrupt
One day you are listless
The next we know
Its cancer
And we are saying
Goodbye my friend
Two weeks ago
I wondered why you
Weren’t racing to
Finish your food
Two weeks ago
You were normal
Stealing things
Off the counter
Chasing your sister
Around the yard
Pulling on your leash
To catch up
At home
I see your sister
And she reminds me
Those same brown eyes
Same short eyelashes
That I looked at
As I said goodbye
Tried to memorize
Your face
Felt the lost muscle
In your legs
How big the mass
In your belly was
At home is Molly
She looks like you
Her color whiter
But the same fur
Same way of
Putting her paws
On the counter
My heart stops
I wanna cry but
She is my baby too
Now you’re gone
She makes this cry
I’ve never heard before
She wants us with her
She’s lonely
Your human family cries too
And we talk about
Our memories
How you let Molly
Do the barking
And crate opening
But you were faster
At catching ice cubes
We love you
We miss you
We will always miss you
Beautiful poem as a tribute to Tucker. My boy Hunter and I are so very sorry for your loss. We hope you get comfort from knowing all dogs go to heaven! He’s up above enjoying endless treats as he watches over your family and his sister Molly.
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Thank you. I love being able to share with other dog lovers. It is a comfort to me.
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Hi Sister, What a beautiful poem. This whole post made me cry! So hard to lose our furry babies. Love ya
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Love you too and all your furry babies.
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I’m so sorry for your loss. Our fur children always leave a gaping hole in our hearts and lives when they’re gone.
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Thanks so much for your comment. It’s so true.
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