Parker Arizona was our desert dog. We always wondered why someone would drop a great doggie like this off in the desert. He had to have been dumped because he sat in the same spot for at least a week-waiting for his people. When no one else came, he decided to trust me and we became his people.
This is right after I got him-the first thing he did was give me a hello doggie kiss, he knew we would love him.
This boy knew what a harness and leash meant
And he fit right in from the get go with Peeko
And even Roscoe
He always waited patiently for his daddy to come home
He was cute as can be
And he was very very ill
When Parker began to be just not his happy self, showed stiffness in his back end, was hot to the touch and started to pee blood we took him to the vet. They diagnosed Leptospirosis-something dogs can get from drinking tainted water, and gave him fluids, steroids and an antibiotic. He just didnt get better and stopped eating. David took him to the vet thinking another shot of IV fluids and he would snap back-instead I got a call from him saying 'Honey, it's not good' and David was crying. It turns out our desert boy was full of tumors in the stomach, likely cancer and his organs were shutting down, they figured he had another three days to live. The doc is sure that he has been sick for a long time and may very well be the reason he was in the desert. David did the hardest thing there is to do-he chose to let Parker run free.
And the last thing he did was to give David a goodbye doggie kiss...he knew it was time.
Yesterday it was 100 degrees and for some reason Parker was having a good day. The boys and I spent an hour playing in our creek. I planned to go down again soon with my real camera and get some good shots-who knew that this would be Parker's first and last time at the creek-not I.
Parker was a rock hound and he was in heaven dunking for rocks yesterday. When we left the creek he carried a rock up the hill. I found that rock today and it will be put where our boy is buried.
Looking for the perfect rock
And a pose for the momma
David wonders how you can get so attached to a pup that you have only had 6 months-when that pup is one like our Parker it's pretty easy. Run free little boy, we loved you so much.
Lost Dogs of MN uses this on their Facebook site-please light a candle for our desert boy and help him run free
2 comments:
Bobbi and Dave - I am sitting here in shock - I cant believe your little boy was so sick? I have no words that will even come close to helping you heal, these little fellows just attack our hearts and there is no way to get over losing them. Always know that you saved him and gave him the BEST life possible, he was a happy dog thanks to you two. Hugs and Kisses
Thanks for giving him the best retirement home ever... well, maybe not as good as when you divided out perfect amounts of scrap (or not so scrap) people food that made my Pixie bite me when I attempted to bring her "home," but still pretty damn close. I'm sorry I never got to meet him and that you lost him, but I'm thankful you enriched each others hearts!
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