Today, I am grateful for our neighbors' kindness. They brought over a peace offering of a lovely bottle of Merlot and frozen dog treats because they planned to set off fireworks last night and know how the loud noises scare Hoover. We had already decided that George would be taking Hoover to the vet today as the cancer has drained the joy from his life. He didn't even move or bark when our neighbor rang the bell, or come to greet her as he normally would. He did perk up for a frozen dog treat right after she left, though.
Our neighbors allowed us to crash their fireworks party as a wonderful distraction from our very sad Fourth of July. They had popcorn, juice boxes, blankets, and some really fun pyrotechnics. Nick and Jack thoroughly enjoyed the diversion, and George and I took turns staying with Hoover. It was a wonderful way for the boys to end a very sad day.
I am also grateful for the neighbor's loan of Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief...something fun to distract the boys after George takes Hoover away.
We have the best neighbors EVER.
Today, I am grateful for our time with Hoover. Thirteen years ago today, God sent him to this world just for our family, a puppy the breeder named Waggy because his tail never stopped moving. He has been an amazing dog, a free spirit with springs in his legs and joy in his heart. When the cancer was diagnosed in early March, we never expected him to see his thirteenth birthday, but our Miracle Dog did it.
I'll post a memorial with photos of him later today.
Today, I am grateful for all your kind comments and for your sharing your own pet stories in the comments over the past few months. They have meant a lot to me and George. Thank you.
"Dogs' lives are too short. Their only fault, really."
Agnes Sligh Turnbull