It is with a sad and heavy heart that I make this post. We are losing Roxy today. She has been suffering from Multiple Myeloma, a blood cancer, for over a year. We have been taking good care of her, and keeping a close eye on her, and fretting about her as we have watched her lose weight and struggle to keep it on.
As is always the case, we fight with making the decision as to when is the “right” time, and it is such a hard decision. You constantly wonder, “Are we being selfish by keeping her around?” and then something happened, and she let us know that she was hurting and that it was time.
She LOVED hiking Eaton Canyon, but that ended for her in 2011, after doing strenuous hikes, she would be bed ridden for 3-4 days, and not eat or drink. She was a rescue, and we have no idea of her genetics, but I know her heart was huge.
I’ve never met a dog that was more protective of her family. She was an amazing animal. Once, when Stella and I were walking her and our senior terrier mutt, a huge dog charged us. The dog was barreling towards Stella and our terrier, and Roxy ran around, shoulder checked it, spun it around, and pinned it to the ground. Surely she saved our terrier, and most likely Stella and I that day.
She never knew how big she was, she just assumed she was the size of her head. She is 9, and for a Dane, that’s a pretty good run. We rescued her 7 1/2 years ago, and she will forever hold a piece of my heart. Roxy, make sure you say hi to Smidgers for us, I know she’s waiting for you.
Roxy was a big dog. She was the first dog that I took (and actually finished) obedience classes with, knowing that with a dog that large, not having basic obedience would be irresponsible. She was smart too. She learned how to bow for lows, and we are absolutely convinced that on several occasions, she beat the labs in alerts.
I miss you already…