This morning I woke up and was about to feed my dog when I realized that he had not touched his food from last night. I went to check on him because he usually meets me at the back door so excited to see me. This morning, he was not there. When I went to look in his doghouse, he was there with the sickest puppy eyes that I have ever seen on him. I called for him and he would not come out. So I let him rest and came back about two hours later. He had came out of his house and was laying on my patio. When I usually set in my chair, he always comes and lays by my feet. Not today!
So, I decide I better call the vet and ask for a appointment to bring him in tomorrow and the receptionist starts asking me the usual question
Name?
Dog's name?
Breed of Dog?
Age of dog?
Well, when I told her that he was 11 years old, she told me that golden retrievers normally live from 10 to 13 years old. That nearly broke my heart. I never thought about him dieing. I never thought about him being that old. Up to today, he usually still acted like a puppy! I was just complaining to Virgina because he would not stay out of my pond. Now I am afraid that I am going to loose him. I have had him since he was 6 weeks old and he has been a big part of my twenty's and half of my 30's so now it hurts to know that anytime I could loose him.
He has been the best dog ever! He will let me cut his nails, give him a hair cut, even give him his shots when needed and not even a growl. He has always been so loyal!
I am sorry for sounding like a wuss but I just needed to write and share this with someone. I just keep praying that God let me have at least two more years with him. I don't have any children and he has been like my child. I don't want to loose my baby!
So, I decide I better call the vet and ask for a appointment to bring him in tomorrow and the receptionist starts asking me the usual question
Name?
Dog's name?
Breed of Dog?
Age of dog?
Well, when I told her that he was 11 years old, she told me that golden retrievers normally live from 10 to 13 years old. That nearly broke my heart. I never thought about him dieing. I never thought about him being that old. Up to today, he usually still acted like a puppy! I was just complaining to Virgina because he would not stay out of my pond. Now I am afraid that I am going to loose him. I have had him since he was 6 weeks old and he has been a big part of my twenty's and half of my 30's so now it hurts to know that anytime I could loose him.
He has been the best dog ever! He will let me cut his nails, give him a hair cut, even give him his shots when needed and not even a growl. He has always been so loyal!
I am sorry for sounding like a wuss but I just needed to write and share this with someone. I just keep praying that God let me have at least two more years with him. I don't have any children and he has been like my child. I don't want to loose my baby!
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