I have some sad news to report today. BeBe and PawPaw had to put Bub down today. He hadn't been feeling well lately and was having trouble walking and going up stairs. He had a bout of pneumonia earlier this year and never seemed to fully recover. They took him to the vet this morning and discovered that he had cancer in his spleen and liver and his lungs looked like they were effected as well. The mass was too large. Nothing could be done.
I report this news with great sadness. Bub was such a loving dog. BeBe said, "he was the perfect dog for me" and I replied, "and you were the perfect owner for him". Bub loved her dearly! So much so that he had a hard time settling down when she would leave the house. He would run laps around the house waiting her for return...even when she was just going to get the paper in the morning or if she was upstairs (he never did like stairs much). And BeBe loved Bub! They walked together every morning and afternoon...rain or shine, hot or cold. He followed her everywhere. And BeBe was always sure to be there for Bub when he needed her. She would always leave a little bit on her plate to share with him and Bella.
Bub is Sandy's brother. They were pups together in SC before we moved to CO. In fact, BeBe was there when they were born...right under our front porch. They had so much fun in the fields and mud as youngsters. They were a devilish pair back then! When BeBe called today to tell me the news, I immediately burst into tears and Sandy, who has always been in tune with my emotions, came running over to me while I was still on the phone. I just petted her.
A loss of a pet is so hard! They give such unconditional love. Always happy to see you, always. They're such great company during lonely and tough times. And sometimes, they're someone to talk to (if you have a pet, I know you know what I mean here). On days like today, it's hard to be a dog lover.
ODE TO BUB
B is for Bubaloo! This is one of the nicknames I had for him. Bub was such a sweet dog. BeBe often described him as a gentle giant. He was HUGE weighing in at over 100 lbs most of his adult life. He looked more like a lion than a dog! But he was so sweet and just wanted love and a scratch on the hind end or behind the ears.
U is for underestimate! As in, don't underestimate Bub! He wasn't the smartest dog in the world and was a pretty slow mover in all respects, BUT if he ever got far enough away from you, he would give you this look and just take off! And we'd chase him all over the place! He was so hard to catch. We often had to get in the car and drive after him.
B is for bones. He LOVED his bones. It's the only thing he ever growled at another dog about. Murray was usually the one he was growling at. Bub would sometimes protect his bones, by nonchalantly reaching his giant paws to the side and covering the bones, so no one else could get them.
We love you Bub! You will be missed.
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