Daily Pooch

As I have started pet sitting everyday, and don't have any co-workers to talk to; I will chat with you. I visit several dogs at lunchtime during the week. Most of what I write won't make sense unless I describe who's who.

Rhody: Unfortunately Rhody just died of cancer last week, and although I only knew him for a month, I am painfully missing him. Rhody was a 6 year old Yellow Lab. A gentle soul that flopped his tail and smiled at me when I entered his house. He was never well when I visited him, but he never complained. He did his best to limp around the yard and acted happy for my company. He had a big comfy bed with his name monogrammed on it. For a few visits he would take treats from me. In the end he wasn't eating anything at all. He always looked healthy in body - a big solid dog with knowing eyes. Last Wednesday was my last visit with him, and I didn't know it. He was panting and in pain. His owner was frantically trying to find an answer to his illness, as each vet she consulted with came up with nothing. She took Rhody to Angel Memorial that day, and I thought I would see Rhody on Friday. Thursday I read the devestating email from Alison that her sweet boy was gone. My eyes are filled with tears as I write this. It's 12:15 and I want to go see Rhody. I can't believe it. I don't know how Alison is doing.