Saturday, April 09, 2022
From two years ago, the header photo shows my friends, Bill and Grant, with Ray and Katy, their beloved German Wirehair Pointers. Katy, after recently turning fourteen, was diagnosed with cancer.
Bill came over to tell me. He (and I know, Grant, too) felt brokenhearted, because an unwelcome decision was on the horizon. Katy received optimal medical treatments, until yesterday, when Bill and Grant had to let her cross the Rainbow Bridge.
Yesterday, Bill wrote that Katy had declined rapidly, had collapsed the night before. It was time to say their goodbyes. They took her to the Center treating her cancer and received emotional support and assistance to end Katy’s pain.
As a friend and neighbor to Bill and Grant, I have known Ray and Katy. I share their pain in this event, and more, as it triggers my painful memories of losing a beloved dog to cancer. His cancer came quickly, caused great pain and promptly ended his life. Even after four years, the memory is gut-punching. Oh, how I wanted to keep holding onto that fabulous pet.
I “get it,” Bill and Grant. As do all your friends. You made Katy, from birth, one of the world’s luckiest dogs. As you do for Ray. It’s a mitzvah having Ray, to help offset family sadness.
Dear Friends: Wish they could live longer, but glad they don’t outlive us. Diana