Today I've done the hardest thing I think I've had to do in my lifetime. I had to say good-bye to one loyal friend. Over the past month and a half Quazar has been failing in more ways than one. We made the decision, a very hard one, to have a vet come today to the house. He's been suffering so badly with pain and tumors that we could no longer be selfish and keep him as a part of this family. He'll always be a part of our family; someone that will never be forgotten.
I can remember when Troll brought him home I was astounded at how tiny he was. I exclaimed, that is not a Great Dane!! That statement faded in a few short weeks as he grew in leaps and bounds....literally. He loved sleeping right across my neck those first few weeks. Then I had to make a trip to PA and he became and remained Troll's right hand man. He knew I ruled the house and tolerated me with an affection only he could give but Troll was the one that he had wrapped right around himself. He became a part of our family when Reagan was only 9 months old. The kids would sit on him as he laid on the floor and had a hoot as he'd drag them around the house while they held onto a toy in his mouth. Oh yes, there were times I'd threaten to get rid of him as he'd drive me totally insane. I remember one Sunday we came home from church to find he'd backed up to Troll's recliner and dumped a huge load. I was so livid I could have shot him but then he would come up to me and give me one of his stupid faces and I'd fall in love with him all over again. A better guard I couldn't have asked for. Through the long years of Troll being gone 13 hours a day I felt totally safe. I couldn't even open the door for the mail as Quazar would get so upset. I'd have to drag him off to the bedroom and lock the door before the postman could get the mail handed to me.
He didn't overly like people. However, he immediately fell in love with my mom. Who for some reason just couldn't quite handle him! She climbed up on our couch one time behind my dad to get away from him as he knew she didn't care for him. Guess what he did? Got right up there on the couch as my dad just sat there laughing! Troll's parents were favorites on his list as were my Grandpa and uncle. Let me tell you...once you got on his list....you never came off.
Thank-you, Quazar, for all the laughs, hollers and tears you gave to us. I never dreamed my life would become so wrapped around someone so annoyingly ridiculous. You've left a big hole in our hearts that won't be filled very easily. We're sorry it had to come down to us making a decision; I wish nature could have just taken it's course. Enjoy life with all your other canine friends... wherever that is. We love you so much.
From the one that couldn't stand you so much....I didn't want to be separated from you......
Mom
5 comments:
Sorry about your misfortune. But I am glad the outcome...there for a minute I thought you were talking about me, your laughable, annoying pastor:)
Trust me...your "obituary" in my blog will be allot more informative about how you really are!! :-)
We will miss that great big baby! He was so beautiful and had the goofiest faces sometimes! We were talking about him the other day and I know that Peyton will always miss the way he followed her around with his nose in her butt!!lol
I would have such a hard time losing my dog too! You have the great memories of his lovable friendship though...
so sorry for you guys...we've been through that heartbreak and continued heartache. your special guy was part of our spanish class on several of our learning walkabouts. they'll never forget the word "perro". you'll never forget him and and all the good memories.
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