We had to say goodbye to Chief yesterday. He was a year old when a Chevy 1500 pickup ran over him and snapped his rear femur. It was surgically repaired and if you never knew it happened, you wouldn't be able to see any effects from it. We were always worried about how arthritis would become an issue as he got older, but the thought of bone cancer never really crossed our minds.We don't have kids, and at 64 I'm fairly certain it's not going to happen. But these are my 2 best friends, aside from the wife.
Chief is a 10-year old, 95lb mix. His DNA says his grandparents were a Rottie & Husky on one side and a Doberman and St. Bernard on the other side.
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He lost about 25-30 pounds over the past 3-4 months and suddenly using his right rear leg was a problem. His condition worsened to the point where his life was laying down all day, awake or not, and just moving from one comfortable spot to another. We had beds in 4 different locations for him around the house. His quality of life became nothing compared to all the traveling we did with him, the days at the dog park, walks along the river trails, swimming in the pond at the college, etc.
He was the best- a gentle soul who's unconditional love touched many lives. He will be missed.