Snickers

Snickers arrived in 2007.  We had owned a pair of Schnauzers (Fritz and Willie) and one died at age 15 and one at age 17.  Losing our dogs was tough and when Willie died I told Mary, no more dogs.  I don't want that sorrow again.  I left on a business trip and the day I got home Mary had a picture of a little puppy for me to look at, and I said - No!, no more dogs.  She then proudly announced that we would need to go to the airport the next day and pick up our new dog since it was being flown in from Missouri.   Hello Snickers, a Yorkie Schnauzer mix.

He wasn't my dog until Mary died, then he became my dog, and my responsibility. He was a great passenger when I was out on one of my drives.  He went walking with me every morning for 2 or more miles.  He was a good watchdog, poor lap dog, and actually pretty smart.

I had a dog walker who helped look after him on some days.  Snickers was a great friend and was my last tie to my previous life.  A daily reminder of good things and good times.In the spring of 2015 he started having some serious medical issues.  Pancreatitis.That was followed with a diagnosis of cancer.  The doctors operated on him and tried to remove all the cancerous growth.

It wasn't successful.  We also tried chemo therapy and we tried lots of meds.  I decided against Radiation therapy when the DVM could not give me any kind of good news or even hope.

One morning he couldn't walk.   I called my vet.  She cancelled a morning surgery to help me.  It was time, the suffering for both of us needed to end.  I got to hold him in my arms and cry him to sleep.  It brought back lots of pain from my past.  Just when I think I'm about to turn the corner, something else happens.