On Saturday I put Carson to sleep. Unfortunately, it was time. We spent a fabulous week together due to the great blizzards of 2010. He loved it. He loved the snow and he loved that I was stuck in the home for 7 straight days with him. But the cancer was taking over his body. He had tumors all and on occasion he would lose his footing on his hind legs (likely the result of tumors pushing on his spine), and he was sleeping about 23 hours a day. He wasn’t eating anything more than the dinner I would make for him every night. On Friday night I fixed him a special meal. He had steak, rice, and some ice cream! He loved it!!!
I had a vet come to the house to put Carson to sleep. He wasn’t a fan of car rides in the last few months and he hated the vet. Instead, he died happy in my arms. It was definitely a gift to be able to take away his pain and not make him suffer anymore. Carson had an amazing life. I adopted him from a life on the street. He was an extremely pampered dog with 4 dog beds, his own room (aka the guest bedroom), a dog walker, a dog door, 4 water bowls, two food bowls, and a variety of dog treats. What more could a poor black lab from the mean streets of Virginia want? I never had to use a leash with Carson because he knew a good thing when he saw it…he would always stay very close to me. The house is way too quiet without a dog. But, I know this is only a temporary adjustment as I am sure I will be a dog owner again.