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![]() RIP Beau (DB)
12/1/11
Hi Marc -- It is with great sadness that I write to tell you that our big
beautiful boy, Beau, went to join Seamus yesterday afternoon. After a
downward roller coaster run -- gathering speed all the way -- of
increasing pain, and a war between his arthritic hips and Wobblers
symptoms in the front on wrists that could no longer bear his body
weight, he was so very clearly not in a place that he would have chosen
to be that we knew it was time to help him find peace. The rapid
decline over the last 10 days was shocking . . .our vet says she's
fairly certain that he had a tumor in his neck, either in the connective
tissue somewhere or in the neurological system.
As you might imagine, there is a hole in our hearts today that will
take a long time to fill. Cathy and I also feel a lot of peace, knowing
that he is no longer in pain, and can once again chase a tennis ball,
go on long walks in beautiful places, and rejoin his best friend for
adventures and mischief. Three years ago, they spent a month in the
woods of North Idaho, with another friend, Scruffy. The three of them
ran 11 acres every morning. Beau found one of Scruffy's toys -- a
stuffed duck -- and carried it around like a prize . . . then he tried
to bury it. It would turn up again and again, covered with dirt and
hanging from Beau's mouth. Then one morning, they disappeared. Turned
out the 3 of them were off on "The Great Chicken Debacle," so named for
the chase through a distant neighbor's hen house. They didn't hurt
anything, and they came home with eyes gleaming. I can see them now,
meeting up in the woods today and taking off on the next adventure. As
our doctor injected the euthanasia drugs yesterday, I told Beau to "go
find Seamus" and I know he has.
We often called them Huck and Tom . . . from that first weekend at
the Tired Dog Ranch, they were a formidable team intent on wringing the
most fun out of every day. Yesterday -- it turns out -- was Mark
Twain's birthday, and you may have noticed the Google logo was a picture
of Huck and Tom painting a fence. Another sign to me that we were
making the right decision and at the exact right time as well.
Echo -- our new friend, an 18-month old black dane -- helped Beau
feel more secure in his final months, and we are now so grateful to have
him with us. He is a sweet, gentle happy,mischevous soul. Having him
around is like living with Kokopelli! We look forward to many happy
stories about his time with us . . . and will share pictures so that you
can get to know him as well.
Thank you -- again, and always -- for your generous gifts to Great
Danes who need someone to love and care for them, and specific to our
family. Beau and Seamus were incredible, very special boys and we were
blessed to share our lives with them for an entirely too short time.
with much dog slobber and kisses :0)
Tami and Cathy
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