Canine Bone Cancer

Big hugs to you, voyageur, and your family :hug2: :cry: At least your friend had a very good passing, among his loved ones.
 
I am so sorry, voyageur. My condolences to you and your family - including Cassie. :hug:
 
I am very saddened by this news and am at a loss for your words...please know we hold you all near and dear...and are with you, here for you, voyageur and family... :hug: Your hearts are huge, so I don't know whether I have a big enough hug to go around them, but, here, I'll try again :hug: Much Love and Honor and Gratitude to You & Your Family for sharing Jack with us...

voyageur said:
What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.
- Blackfoot
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It is a comet racing around the sun and rising again like a phoenix from the ashes of its apparent destruction...
 
voyageur said:
What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.
- Blackfoot
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Indeed.

Sad news Voyageur. I am happy Jack's transition to another world was smooth and you were fully present during this experience. :hug:

I would like to offer my favorite of all Byron's writings in celebration of Jack's friendship:

Epitaph To a Dog

Near this spot
Are deposited the Remains
Of one
Who possessed Beauty
Without Vanity,
Strength without Insolence,
Courage without Ferocity,
And all the Virtues of Man
Without his Vices.

The Price, which would be unmeaning flattery
If inscribed over Human Ashes,
Is but a just tribute to the Memory of
“Boatswain” a Dog
Who was born at Newfoundland,
May, 1803,
And died in Newstead Abbey,
Nov. 18, 1808.

When some proud son of man returns to earth,
Unknown by glory, but upheld by birth,
The sculptor’s art exhausts the pomp of woe,
And stories urns record that rests below.
When all is done, upon the tomb is seen,
Not what he was, but what he should have been.
But the poor dog, in life the firmest friend,
The first to welcome, foremost to defend,
Whose honest heart is still his master’s own,
Who labors, fights, lives, breathes for him alone,
Unhonored falls, unnoticed all his worth,
Denied in heaven the soul he held on earth –
While man, vain insect! Hopes to be forgiven,
And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.

Oh man! Thou feeble tenant of an hour,
Debased by slavery, or corrupt by power –
Who knows thee well must quit thee with disgust,
Degraded mass of animated dust!
Thy love is lust, thy friendship all a cheat,
Thy smiles hypocrisy, thy words deceit!
By nature vile, ennoble but by name,
Each kindred brute might bid thee blush for shame.
Ye, who perchance behold this simple urn,
Pass on – it honors none you wish to mourn.
To mark a friend’s remains these stones arise;
I never knew but one – and here he lies.
 
Lindenlea said:
Such sad news Voyager, Jack was well loved and will be sorely missed. My deepest condolences to you and your family :hug:
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And the same from me, Voyageur. I admire the way you cared for Jack.
 
I'm sorry to hear of Jack's passing, voyageur -- it sounds like you did your best to make him as comfortable as you could in the end. Big hugs to you and your family :hug2:
 
I am so sorry to hear about Jack, voyageur. It sounds like you did your best for him. He was lucky to have you. :hug2:
 
I am very sorry to hear about the loss of Jack, Voyageur. He was clearly very special since you gave each other so much. :hug2:
 
Thank you all for your kindness in words and, Z, for offering Byron's written words, "Epitaph To a Dog".

I would like to be writing some words that would perhaps convey how the extra time we had together made it more bearable, how better prepared one can be - i can't find any words that match this, or prove it to be true, even though some very good words on death and loss have been written and posted in the forum from past reading and discussion; it is part of the work to know and understand.

I feel particularly sorrowful for young, Cassie. Jack was her teacher and she did not make many moves without him by her side. Even though she was present when he left, she looks for him to return, his smells permeate her world, and the mourning, the not understanding look in her eyes is hard. Some people may say that animals do not have a high emotional response; i would disagree, they exhibit, if closely watched, a connection of loss not dissimilar to human beings, osit.

As has happened at home, in the past the senior dog would pass and the younger dog always had a new friend to share and take responsibility for; Cassie is the first to not have this extra 2d support. For now i'll take her out amongst some dog friends she has, which hopefully will hep her.

Lastly, of course i'll always have feelings concerning this case of Cancer; this bad luck. It will twig on my past dietary unawareness as being a causation, nevertheless, if this thread offers anything, i truly believe that great care of diet can help maintain healthy being or even fight back disease; Jack made a good show of this for a time, which will not be forgot.

Again, thank you all for this help! :hug2:
 
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