Saturday, May 01, 2010
I knew this day would come I just didn't expect it so soon. Winston Churchill my Service Dog has been retired. He was diagnosed with cancer about 2 weeks ago. He lost 20 pounds in 8 weeks and has been sleeping a lot. Being really under weight makes it difficult for him to have the energy to do what he wants to do and to fight to stay healthy.
Plus side is so far his quality of life is good. He isn't in pain just tired. He sleeps at my feet a lot as I do work on my new non profit Ubuntu Ranch. He isn't going out on many walks because I have a big old boot on my left foot. I think he is kind of happy and not all at the same time.
Winston will continue to walk with me in non event times...like around the lake, his favorite place to be. If we get his weight back up he will be able to run with me IF his body allows. He did gain 2 pounds last week but still has 14 more to go to be at the lowest "safe" weight zone.
I am looking for a puppy but due to where I live it might be awhile. Dad is being an ass about it all so I either need to move or get him to understand I need a service dog. Sigh...very frustrating when your own parental unit gives you a hard time.
Ok so that is where Winston and I are at. Fingers and paws crossed that he has a lot more healthy months; dare I ask for at least a couple more years. He will be 11 years old May 18th!