Our friends had to say good-bye to their beloved Kirby unexpectedly yesterday. He was only 9 1/2. What seemed like it was just a doggie cough turned into a visit to the vet, and within hours, the knowledge that he had a tumor and the cancer had spread rapidly. Exhibiting true Golden behavior, he never once "complained" or acted anything less than exuberant. Even on his last day with them, up until the last beat of his loyal heart.
We loved him like he was our own. He was also our dog, Hiro's best friend. We already miss him dearly. How he used to seek comfort by sticking his face in your crotch. How he would let you lay on him for hours. How gentle he was with little kiddos. How he could give you a "high-five". How he always brought you an article of clothing every time you walked in the door. How that one time we all went camping, he came back with a deer carcass leg, trotting triumphantly like he was bearing a trophy.
As they prepared to say a farewell that nothing could have prepared them for, Kirby's tail thumped just as cheerfully and devotedly as it always had. Michelle & Jeremy, you are in our thoughts and Kirbs will always be in our hearts.
Hug your pets close. We don't get much time with them here. Make every moment with them their best memory and it will also be yours.