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We had to let our beloved Sasha the Wonder Dog go Wednesday. She was my shadow for the past ten years and was like no other dog I have ever had or been around my entire life. She was a rescue and between 6 months and 2 years old when we found each other. Sasha was the best camping dog bar none. When we set up camp, she would patrol out in about a 100' circle, marking her territory. She would patrol it from time to time throughout the night. Never needed a leash except for when it was required by law. If some critter came into her area, she would immediately chase it out, then come right back. She scolded other dogs when they were not obeying their masters. If I wanted to go driving, hiking, camping, work on projects or just hang out all day she was all in. Many people throughout the years have remarked about what an exceptional dog she was.
She had some type of metastatic cancer that was causing bleeding tumors in her organs. About a month and a half ago, she was feeling down and that is nothing like her. I took her to the vet and they said they found bleeding tumors on her spleen. It was either put her down or have them remove the spleen. I couldn't do it, so they removed her spleen. She bounced back like nothing happened, back to her old self. Two weeks ago she crashed again, but recovered quickly. Last week she did it again, and did not recover. I took her to a vet hospital so they could do a ultrasound. Found more "nodules" around the site of the splenectomy. They wanted to do a exploratory surgery to biopsy the site but I refused. She has been through enough and has no idea why she is being hurt. It would not be fair to her. We put Sasha on a bunch of different homeopathic treatments to keep her around a little while longer. I had to undergo major surgery that could not wait and was in the hospital from Monday to Wednesday. Sasha waited for me to get home. As soon as I got home, I could see that she was very uncomfortable, anemic and belly breathing. We sent her on her way about three hours later.
Loosing Sasha has been a huge blow. Having a dog that awesome, who was loved by so many people was a honor and we gave her a great life. She never was very far from me over the past ten years and I will miss her the rest of my days, but am already thinking of fostering dogs from that rescue that Sarah loves, Frosted Faces. The house is just too empty without her, and I imagine the desert, RV and Explorer will feel empty too. I think this is all part of having and loving dogs. Their lives are way too short and we must suffer the loss of them to have them in our lives.
I am sure others have lost their beloved dogs and decided to start this thread in her honor.
Some Pictures
I have hundreds and she was the ultimate photobomber so I will put more in here later
Photobombing
Always nearby while I was working on the Explorer, this is from underneath
Camping in Borrego
On patrol
Please feel free to post up your lost dogs.
She had some type of metastatic cancer that was causing bleeding tumors in her organs. About a month and a half ago, she was feeling down and that is nothing like her. I took her to the vet and they said they found bleeding tumors on her spleen. It was either put her down or have them remove the spleen. I couldn't do it, so they removed her spleen. She bounced back like nothing happened, back to her old self. Two weeks ago she crashed again, but recovered quickly. Last week she did it again, and did not recover. I took her to a vet hospital so they could do a ultrasound. Found more "nodules" around the site of the splenectomy. They wanted to do a exploratory surgery to biopsy the site but I refused. She has been through enough and has no idea why she is being hurt. It would not be fair to her. We put Sasha on a bunch of different homeopathic treatments to keep her around a little while longer. I had to undergo major surgery that could not wait and was in the hospital from Monday to Wednesday. Sasha waited for me to get home. As soon as I got home, I could see that she was very uncomfortable, anemic and belly breathing. We sent her on her way about three hours later.
Loosing Sasha has been a huge blow. Having a dog that awesome, who was loved by so many people was a honor and we gave her a great life. She never was very far from me over the past ten years and I will miss her the rest of my days, but am already thinking of fostering dogs from that rescue that Sarah loves, Frosted Faces. The house is just too empty without her, and I imagine the desert, RV and Explorer will feel empty too. I think this is all part of having and loving dogs. Their lives are way too short and we must suffer the loss of them to have them in our lives.
I am sure others have lost their beloved dogs and decided to start this thread in her honor.
Some Pictures
I have hundreds and she was the ultimate photobomber so I will put more in here later
Photobombing
Always nearby while I was working on the Explorer, this is from underneath
Camping in Borrego
On patrol
Please feel free to post up your lost dogs.