Today we got some very bad news about our one of our dogs, Roxy. She has cancer all throughout her body. Roxy was limping quite badly this fall, and hasn't been as spunky as she used to be. Today we dropped her off at the vet all day where the vet x-rayed her leg and did an assessment.
When I walked in the door this evening from teaching weight lifting, I heard Nora crying in the kitchen and as I got closer I realized that Patrick, Nora and Stuey were all crying.
"Roxy is going to die before Christmas" Stuey told me, tears streaming down his face. The kids were a teary mess, sobbing hard. Roxy has taken a downhill turn this fall and Patrick has been worried about something like cancer. I, admittedly, have told him this couldn't be so. I was in denial.
Roxy was our first baby...I picked her out of the litter, and did all of her puppy training. We got her shortly before our wedding-she is over 10 years old. She is such a sweet dog and has been so good with the kids.
The hard part about the next weeks will be seeing the heart ache for Nora and Stuey. They asked so many questions about death tonight and are really trying to process it all. This is their first loss.
Patrick and I are taking it hard. The vet says that the cancer is in her lungs and we are probably looking at a few weeks left with her. The kids are good at reminding us to pet her each time we walk by her. I can tell she doesn't feel good.
We are going to enjoy each day with her. We've been so blessed by her in our life.
|Roxy (dog on left) on a hike up Old Womens Mountain with Stuey this past September|
|An outing with Roxy at white sands beach in Mid September|
|Roxy as a puppy interacting with real live king crabs on the lawn|
|Our first baby|