tomorrow, my dog, mctavish aka mac, will be going to the veterinarian's office at 9:10am.
& he won't be coming home.
after 14 years with this animal, i am absolutely heartbroken over this.
the past couple of years, he has REALLY aged. at 11 & even 12, he would run around, bark at the rocking chair, bark & run at the door whenever someone was leaving, chase squirrels.... now he has these awful nodes all over his body. one became infected in the last 2 weeks. he's going deaf. he doesn't see as well as he used to be able to. & he needs help to get up & down the stairs from the kitchen to the family room. (give him the big flights of stairs, either to upstairs, or down to the basement & my dads office, & he never had a huge issue.)
he went to the vets & had bloodwork down a couple weeks ago & it came back saying he had lymphoma, but they weren't sure what stage. this past weekend he took a very bad turn for the worse. it probably started more near thursday. but now his back legs barely work, he is always shaking & panting, & his poor tail is curled under inbetween his legs constantly.
sadly, i know this is what is best for him. he's hurting & its killing me to see him like this.
he has been my favorite boy in my life. since i was 11 years old. i still remember sitting in the backseat with him on the way home from when we first picked him up. he's listened to me cry & whine & listened to my ramblings when no one else would. or i felt i couldn't tell anyone else. he's slept with me & kept me warm. & he's just loved me. i'm going to miss him. sorely.
& allie. oh allie loves mac so much. in fact, any dog she sees is called mac. she is going to miss him & not understand where is went. my heart aches for this fact.
he has had a good, long life. i'm thankful that we had him for as long as we did. i couldn't have asked for a better dog.
tonight, i laid on the couch with him on my stomach, like we always used to whenever i would nap. & i said my goodbyes.
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circa july 2005