Hi Scott. I'm very sorry to hear that. My roommate had to put his dog down
in november of last year due to neurologic problems. my roommate has been
approved for a guide dog though. On New Year's Eve, one of the neighbor
boys, who doesn't actually live here but spends a great deal of time with
us, came up to my roommate and asked him how the dog was. The only reason I
know all this is that one of our community builders was down in our
apartment this morning talking with my roommate about something else.
Anyway, her son was unaware that the dog had died, and my roommate got very
offended because nobody had told the community builder's son. Now in a way I
can understand my roommate's upset feelings, but the other guy really isn't
around that much.
----- Original Message ----- From: "Scott Howell" <s.howell@xxxxxxxxxxx>
Sent: Monday, 02 January, 2006 4:34 PM
Subject: [bct] for a special friend/partner
Folks, this has been one of the most difficult days I have had to face in a little more than four years. I'm not completely why I'm sharing this to the extent I am, but other than a means to remind myself and others who are dog guide handlers to never forget the special bond you have with your dog. Well Nyack was my third dog guide, my second from The Seeing Eye. He worked until he was ten years old. He was the finest guide in his prime and to the ver last the most loyal animal I have had the honor to work wtih. My current dog is vertainly no slowch, don't get me wrong, but Nyack had grit, attitude, and a work ethic ununmatched yet. This dog was always behind me, I mean I couldn't go anywhere and not turn around to find him there; not until recently. Nyack wwas always a very thin Shepherd, I spent a lot of time and expense making sure he was healthy, but he never gained weight which in the end was ok, but yet of course he didn't look well cared for when you could see all his bones. Well in any event over the last month I've noticed he was loosing more weight, but when he was having problems relieving himself, I knew something was really wrong. He alwas made it outside, but I was running out of yard for the dogs to park in so I need to get him to the Vet. I took him down to the Vet today to see if there was anything they could do. I have been faced with the fact that he is nearly twelve and isn't going to live forever. I never imagined my Vet not even asking questions when he saw him, he just told my wife and I he wanted to weigh him before anything else. Well as I expected, he had lost about 7 pounds and for his size and low weight to begin with , this wasn't a good sign. Well to not drag the story on and I'm sure you know where I'm going with this, I had Nyack put down. You know it was hard with my first Lab Jack and I knew what to expect and I even did a little better, but its still very painful. I guess the point of all this is that he bond between a dog and his/her handler is very special and unique. Give your pups a pat and always keep in mind their service to you.
Nyack will be coming home in a week or so in a box to assume his position atop my bookshelf.