Today, our family dog passed away. His name was Frasier, and he was a German Shepherd/Chow mix. He lived with my parents in Texas, but I spend 7 years living with him too before I went to college. I picked him out as a puppy. He was the roly poly chubby puppy of the bunch. He grew up to be a very handsome boy!
He just turned 10 in October. He was the most active and healthy dog I know of. He never showed any signs of aging. They were not sure what happened for sure. After he died they took him into surgery and found he had a cancerous tumor on his spleen that had ruptured. This is apparently an aggressive form of cancer that goes undetected can cause sudden death. Even if they had found it sooner the prognosis would of been poor.
I'm numb by this. I had grown up with animals who had been ill and passed away or old and passed away. Frasier was in tip top shape and up until yesterday morning. I really don't believe it. On Thursday on he phone with my parents I heard him jumping around and barking happily. I feel sad I live so far away and wasn't able to see him in a long time. He was a great dog and great member of the family. I feel upset for my parents. They loved this dog so much, as did I. They also have had a vacation planned for awhile and they are leaving today. I know this wasn't the ideal situation they'd want to go off on vacation with. I still hope they are able to enjoy their time off since they both work so hard.
On the somewhat brighter side, I'm glad Frasier had life full of good health and happiness. He will be missed by our family so much. No one can replace him. He was the sweetest boy.
Have a nice Saturday,