4.17.2015

Bye Bye Buddy

My dog Buddy has his ticket to the Big Doggy Park in the Sky. The vet and I decided this morning that it is time. He’s not really Buddy anymore, just kind of a walking canine vegetable, senile, not eating, having seizures and falling down all the time. When I let him outside he just kind of paces the yard in a trance until he falls down and can’t get up. It’s painful to watch.

I am not sad when pets die. I am sad when they suffer before they die. So that’s why it’s time for Buddy to take the Big Sleep. He doesn’t have any quality of life left.

I adopted Buddy, a lab mix (with probably shepherd, given his gamey joints), from the pound when he was one year old, along with another stray female dog named Ginger (a shepherd mix who died in 2007 of Kong Ball indigestion).

Once I tamed the “bite” out of Buddy, he was a pretty chill dog. He had zero interest in chasing balls, totally ignored other dogs, and loved to sneak food off the kitchen counter when no one was looking (I never could tame that out of him).

He had a great life and he is basically dying of old age at 15 (105 in dog years). You can’t really do much better than that with a pet, unless you have a Galapagos Tortoise or something that lives to be like 200 years old. I don’t believe in Heaven, but if I’m wrong, then Buddy will be reunited with Ginger, so he’ll know someone up there. I prefer to believe Buddy will be transported through time/space to a universe ruled by canines and he will helm a starship that does battle with the evil Felines of Catnipius 5.

So if you were touched by Buddy, pay him a little mental tribute in your own way, but don’t worry about me. I’m good with the decision. It’s the right thing and the right time. I don’t know what my other dog, Foster, thinks of all this. He and Buddy never were that close, they just kind of tolerated each other. But Foster does seem a bit subdued and has lost his appetite of late. I think that is more because he senses my stress, not because he knows what’s going on with Buddy. But who the hell knows?

If anyone wants to see Buddy before he goes, my friend Sherry and I will be paying last respects in my back yard around 12:30 today before I take him to the vet sometime this afternoon, barring some kind of miraculous recovery on Buddy’s part.

Thanks for all the supportive thoughts and well wishes. HUGZ!

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