Our Lucky Boy

by Sandy Pegg (Mommy)
(North Carolina)

Our Lucky Boy

Our Lucky Boy

On a beautiful spring day in 1997, I decided I wanted a puppy. Not just any puppy, a beagle puppy. I had never owned a pet and had become fond of beagles because my father-in-law raised them. So my husband and daughter went and picked him out and it was the beginning of 13 and 1/2 years of a VERY loving and selfless relationship.

He was my baby from that day forward and he still is and always will be. SPOILED was an understatement. Unfortunately, in December of 2009 he was diagnosed with cancer. The vet found it when she removed one of his anal glands. She put him on a daily pill to keep it from progressing so fast.

As time went on, he started passing some blood in his urine. The vet did an ultrasound, and it had spread to his bladder. Still a trouper, he did well up until September 2010.

It was the weekend, and he started losing control of his bladder and passing quite a bit of blood each time. We called on Monday morning. The vet said to bring him in, which we did. That was the day he went to Rainbow Bridge.

Making that decision haunts me to this day. September 20,2010, was a day that I'll never forget. There are NO words to describe how much we love him and miss him, and the joy he brought into our lives.

My heart is still shattered. I feel like SO much of me went with him. He's forever in my heart and soul! We love you, Lucky boy, with all our hearts and souls forever and ever.

Love, Mommy and Daddy

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