R I P Duke September 2000 - August 25, 2016
This is the beginning of his story: How We Got Duke
Duke had been with us for 14 great years. This is a story in pictures.
The first day that he came to us was on a very rainy day in September of 2002. It was pouring rain and I watched him as he went from house to house on my corner of the road. We he got close enough to me I put my and out to him with some cat food. This picture was a few days after that day, when he really decided that we would be his pack leader from then on. See how skinny he was then. He was about to give up totally. I had to feed him puppy food, by hand, to get him some nutrition. Then wean him off that when he was able to eat more.
We got him neutered and found out that he had double dewclaws and so we had them removed at the same time. We found that he was a mix of Boxer (his ears and forehead), German Shepherd (his black around his nose and big ribcage) and Yellow Lab (his coloring).
He loved it here. My daughters loved him too and babysat him every once in a while.
He would play in the snow and he loved laying around.
He loved going to the park. Later on in his last couple of years he developed Arthritis and wouldn't get in the car. He also used to love going to work with his daddy on Sunday's. We miss that so much.
When Charlie was born and he was so shy Duke took him under his wings and they became inseparable. Charlie is having a really hard time with Duke leaving us. These are some of the picture of Duke and his sidekick Charlie.
Duke got cancer when he was younger. I think he was about 7 or 8 years old and he did not like that collar on him at all.
He got Vertigo about 3 years ago and never really recovered from that, but many of the cats tried to help him through it.
Then last year he made a new friend. Here is a picture of it but you can also go the the story about that on this blog too.
Now Duke sleeps in this box and his favorite toys are with him. Charlie sleep on the crate right up next to the box that Duke is in almost every night. We had him on the mantel and Charlie would sleep on that crate up next to the stone. My husband thought that he was trying to be close to Duke, so we moved Duke to the top of the crate and it was true. Charlie and Duke are inseparable.
We also decided to put Duke in with either one of us who passes away first. My husband and I thought that he came to us, so he should be with us....always.
August 19 was a very sad day. My neighbor across the street had to put his dog down and since his dog and Duke were kind of like friend here he asked us to bring Duke over.
Well Duke went into the fenced yard with his friend. There was steps up to the porch on the side of the house. Duke decided that he should walk up those steps. Let me tell you that it was not a good sight to see. I was on the other side of the fe3nce, but I watched. It was painful to watch too. Duke made it up to the third step and then his legs gave out on him and instead of rolling back down the stairs, he rolled off of those stairs. He was already in so much pain from just walking over to the house. He could hardly make it back home. That is when I knew it was time. That was a very sad day.
I called our Vet and they told us that we could bring him when we could get him in the car. OMG the thoughts that were reeling in my head. The anger that I felt. I asked them if they know of a vet in the area that could come to my house and put my dog down. They did recommend someone and we called on that Monday to set it all up. I also had to call a pet cremation to get him and do their thing. Our vet wanted $500.00 to do it all and it would be cold and dry and we just didn't want that for Duke. The vet that we called did it and was a whole lot nicer and compassionate and so were the Pet Cremation Company.
I don't do much crying for Duke because I live with Duke day in and day out. Almost all my time was with Duke since his Vertigo years ago. So I felt kind of relieved when he body went limp after the first shot the vet gave him. He was in so much pain and the meds stopped working well and then we had to go to aspirin and even that didn't help him after falling off the stairs.
He did not leave his body or the house for days. I still think that Charlie feels his presence in and around the box.
Charlie misses his greatly. My husband misses the morning and evening walks with him. We all miss him jumping into the car for a ride or to the park.
What I miss is telling him Good Morning every morning and waking him up to go outside. I miss giving him the last bit of my breakfast, lunch and dinner. I miss brushing him and hugging him. We had other names for him too like, Big Gallute, Big Brown Dog, Dukers and maybe a few more that I can't think of right at the moment.
After his body went limp and I was petting him for the last time something else occurred to me. When I got to his belly area there was almost nothing there. I mean there was no mass as in body mass. Then I thought...he had a growth on the back of his butt. We had called the vet and they told us that when we could get him in the car to bring him. Well we will never use that vet every again. I looked it up in one of my natural health books for dogs and cats, written by a DVM and it looked and sounded like he had a backed up anal gland. I could squeeze it and it would shrink only to return to the size and grow just a bit more the next day. The vet said that I was doing things right with the warm compresses......
But, I was thinking that I was making it worse instead of better. After petting him and feeling how empty his body was, that was when the thought came that that growth might have been cancer. He did have that years ago and many times it does come back and with the tract record of the other animals that we had had died from some form of cancer or auto-immune disease. That very well could have been why he was also so bad the last few days of his life. That growth had to have been painful.
Whatever, he is not in pain anymore and he can get up and down and run around without any pain.
His most favorite place to lay was under the front deck. So I will leave off with pictures of him enjoying the view that he had when laying under there.