Well we made it home from our trip to Sunriver. Not on a happy note, but on a sad note. Not because our vacation was over or the fact that it rained off and on the last two days of vacation, but because we had to say goodbye to our little love bug, Dewey. I still cant even believe he is gone. Cameron (brother) and Sarah (his girlfriend) left Sunday afternoon. The rest of us went on our merry way going on a long bike ride to the park, laughing, joking, and having the best time. We made it home and got a phone call from Cameron saying Dewey was sick. Really sick. He said that Dew had black tar like stuff on his paws and around his bottom, and that he tried to get him to drink water and after he was done he just lay helpless in the bowl of water. It being Sunday and our normal veterinarian was closed my dad told him to take Dew to the Emergency Vet right away. If you guys don't already know, our dogs mean the world to us. They have helped us all get through so many major trials in our lives and are always there to comfort us, so when something like this happens we lose ourselves. About 15 minutes later we get a call from a tearful Cameron telling us that Dewey was in horrible shape and that the vet said without a blood transfusion they didn't see him making it through the night, and even with the transfusion they couldn't guarantee anything either. They said is most likely was cancer and something had burst in his stomach making it happen so sudden, and that's where all the black tar like stuff was coming from. He was bleeding internally. I felt so helpless. We were stuck in Sunriver, unable to say goodbye to our Dewbug. Even if we rushed home with a two hour drive ahead of us, they said that it would be too long for Dewey to endure waiting for our goodbyes. I had Cameron put the phone up to Dewey's ear so I could say Goodbye and that i loved him so much. Sarah said he perked up when he heard me and was trying to look around. That made me feel good and horrible at the same time. I wanted to kiss him and hug him one last time. I got robbed. I miss him. Dewey was a one of a kind dog. I look at pictures and can only think of how sweet and lovable he was. Like when I would scratch his back and seconds let he would jump up and lick my face telling me to not stop. Or him being my cuddle bug every night when I lived at home. Or his pony tails. He was the only male dog that could rock a pony. Or his little snorts. His howls between him and our other dog Simon. How he loved to sunbathe. Or how he would sit like a little prairie dog when he would want a "scooby snack". How he was known as the little star wars "Ewok" dog. I. MISS. EVERYTHING. Of course he was slowing down, he was 10 years old, but he still had fire in him. The day we left he was rolling around on the floor with his stuffed animal acting like a puppy. Such a shock. One thing I am comforted with is that before I left for Sunriver I picked him up like I always did and gave him a few big hugs and kisses. Yes, we still have Tyson and Simon left, but you definitely know Dewey is gone and so do both dogs. I know it will get better and Ill stop crying everyday, but for right now I am sad, really sad. Seeing is toys, collar, and his paw print kill me every time I see them. But I need to remember that while all this sucks, I had 10 great years with Dewey and that cancels out all this sadness I am feeling now. Dew will never be replaced or forgotten. I love you my little Dew bug.
Sorry if I sound like a crazy dog freak, but this little guy melts my heart.
