In late summer of 2007 this sweet angel came into our lives. She was the biggest blessing from our lord and savior. We taught her right from wrong. She became our most valued companion in the world. She became our world. As we were her world. We were so proud to be her daddies. She was so affectionate yet had a comical short fuse. And she had NO problem letting you know when she was displeased with anything. As the years went by we never noticed aging. The bond just kept growing deeper and deeper. We became more and more dependant on her. She was always there for everything. We made her a part of everything we did and could do. Halloween, Trick or Treat, Thanksgiving, Christmas, you name it. Everyone she came in contact with was taken by her sweet face and magnetic personality. Seems just yesterday I brought her home just a tiny puppy in my arms. How much joy she brought to us and everyone she came into contact with. She was truly the best dog ever. I know everyone thinks their dog is the best. But Rosie was just a perfect example of what a dog should be. We loved her with every fiber of our beings. We would have done anything for her. I taught her to swim and play in the pool which was HUGE. That was truly our special place. Never would I step foot out there without putting her little shark lifevest on and including her. As time went on and on I noticed her aging, her hair turning white, her eyes becoming cloudy. Normal behavior a daddy goes into denial. Refusing to see it. In March, 2020 Rosie developed a large tumor under her skin on her shoulder. The vet informed us the test revealed possible cancer. I was devastated. We had the tumor surgically removed and a biopsy done. Several days later the heartbreaking news came that Rosie had an extremely aggressive cancer. The Vet informed us that the only option to save her was Chemo or let her live out and enjoy what she had left. We decided to just let her live as she was 13 years old and already nearing the life expectancy of a Cocker Spaniel. Quality of Life. Within 7 weeks the lump was back with a vengeance. Growing by the day. By July 4th, 2020 it was the size of a Grapefruit. In the weeks leading up to the 4th of July Rosie had become weak. Not wanting to eat, I had to coax her. Her motivation was failing. She no longer seemed to have much interest in things she once loved. She became extremely affectionate and would not allow me out of her site. On July 4th, 2020 she attended her last pool party with so many people that loved her and had the best day ever. Finally, On the morning of July 5th, 2020 Rosie would no longer eat. She would no longer respond to my commands or calls to her. She was so tired, so weak, and was breathing so heavily. The Cancer was winning. She was in pain and discomfort. In the mid afternoon hours of July 5th, 2020 Rosie Bear Crossed to the Rainbow Bridge. Leaving behind her daddies that loved her more than anything in the world. She is no longer in pain, she is at peace. Yes, we are very sad, we cry so much. We think about her so much. But we know we did what was best. So we want to keep her memory alive forever. This is Rosies Story. If you have ever gone through this please just know that you are not alone. We will never forget or replace Rosie. But we will begin a new chapter and love again. Because that is what Rosie would have wanted.
My best friend closed her eyes last night,
As her head lay in my hand.
The doctors said she was in pain,
and it was hard for her to stand.
The thoughts that scurried through my head,
As i cradled her in my arms.
Were of her younger, puppy years,
And OH....her many charms.
Today, there was no gentle nudge
With an intense "I love you gaze",
Only a heart thats filled with tears
Remembering our joy filled days.
But an Angel just appeared to me,
And he said, "you should cry no more",
God also loves our canine friends,
He's installed a doggie door