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May 21 Dartagnan Beauford UneekoThats the name of my Great Pyrenees dog, better known as Neeko.
Neeko was a big, slobbery, hulk of a dog with a heart of gold.
This past Saturday we discovered to our dismay that Neeko
was having trouble using his back legs. He crawled out of his
usual hiding spot under the deck only to lay down by the pond
and not move. We tried enticing him with words, tugs and his
favorite treat, hot dogs with cheese. After none of these worked
we know something was seriously wrong...especially when the
weiners didn't do the trick. After awhile he stopped responding
to our voices so it was time to call the vet. I prepared the family
that it didn't look good and to take some time and say goodbye.
After about a half an hour of the vet checking him over and talking
to us about every option, we made the hard decision to end his pain.
So, with everyone standing and petting and talking softly to our
beautiful white dog, the vet sent him off to a permanent sleep.
Everyone, even the 21 year old guys who had come over to play
volleyball, fought back tears. The vet, who knew Neeko from many past
visits to doctor my horses, was also shaken. It all happened so quickly and we didn't have much time to prepare for his death. He was 9
years old, which is old for a large breed dog but up until last week he
was bounding around like a puppy greeting us with his curled-lip smile
and making sure we were all safe from the evils that lurk around our
house.
The vet thought that he had a tumor on his spine that
affected his hind quarters. We had the option to try steroids but with only a very small chance of it working we made the decision to put him out of his pain. The hole he's left in our hearts is as big as he was. We’ve had Great Pyrenees for 15 years so the thought of not having a huge white puff ball of a dog running around our farm was unbearable. Sunday I was looking online at our state's farm paper and on the 1st line of classified ads what do you think I found? Great Pyrenees puppies! At that moment I knew we HAD to get another Pyr and with the families blessing, I made an appointment to go see a litter of 8 pups on Wednesday. I’m sure Neeko would approve. GOOD BYE MY DEAR FRIEND. REST IN PEACE.
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