Love Lost-The End

Six weeks ago my beautiful Service Dog, Bonar, was the picture of health. He was a strong, vibrant Standard Poodle who was devoted to my care, and loved everyone. Bo had been my companion for 9 years. We raised him from a pup up to a year, gave him his initial training, and sent him off to college. (service dog school) He remained in Service Dog School for 6 months. Other than those 6 months were we always together. He weathered many hospital stays, and ER visits for both me and my husband, Randy.

Six week ago we received news that Bo had lymphoma. His prognosis was VERY bleak. The vet that performed the Ultrasound suggested we start looking for a Service dog immediately. The vets gave Bo a time line stemming from 3 weeks to 3 months, no more. Three weeks and one day from the day of diagnosis, Bo passed away. Along with him, part of me was lost. I will always love and miss my sweet Bo. He was one of a kind, and anyone that met him knew he was a special, special dog. Bonar resides on my piano, his memorial watching over me at all times. He is in my necklace, my heart, my mind and my soul. Life without him is not as joyous. God Bless you my sweet boy. May you have huge wings, a bright halo, and all the ice cream cones you can eat in heaven. Mommy loves you always!