Saying Goodbye to a Beloved Friend
I knew this day was coming. In fact, I’ve known this day was coming for at least eight months. This afternoon, we had to euthanise our beloved pure bred female black Labrador Retriever, Alex. (Kennel Name Alexandria Lexxus).
Our dog Alex suns herself of a warm day.
Alexandria Lexxus was the best dog I’ve ever had. Period.
She had cancer. The reality is, she was otherwise healthy. Her hips were good, she was as playful as ever, she was still the same goofball today as she was when we adopted her as a two-year-old pup in March of 1998. Unfortunately, the cancer caused too many complications that there wasn’t anything else we could do. It’s not without trying though.
About 18 months ago, she had a mastectomy to remove the cancer from her breast. We knew the Doctor might not be able to get all the cancer out. When another tumor appeared about eight or nine months ago, we knew that was the beginning of the end. About eight weeks ago that tumor broke the skin on her stomach and began weeping. Four weeks later when she couldn’t keep her food down we knew the end was near. I’ve always called her “Daddy’s girl.” Now Daddy’s girl was sick and we couldn’t do anything to help her.