Such a sad day as I write to thank you for blessing us with another great RAGOM friend and to let you know he left us yesterday after only 10 short months. I apologize in advance for the length of this note, but I feel his life with us, though short, was extraordinary. My husband went to pick up our dog from a friend who watches her while we're on vacation, who is also one of your wonderful fosters. He met Cody and it was love at first sight. When he came home he said, "You better sit down, I'm about to say something I've never said before, we need to get another dog. Cheryl has a foster and we need to get him."
Now, even though my husband loves dogs, he has never wanted to bring one home, especially so spontaneously and enthusiastically. I didn't even need to see him, we just filled out the application as he told me all about him. Unfortunately, he was already 11 years old, but my husband told me "He is so gentle and intelligent, he would be the perfect boy to train as a therapy dog, he could visit people with cancer." So we brought him home and just loved every thing about him. Two weeks later my husband was diagnosed with stage 3 colon cancer. Quite a shock as he is young for that diagnosis, had no family history of cancer and was virtually asymptomatic. I remember so vividly coming home to a house empty except for the dogs after my husband's pathology report came back. I had a complete meltdown and laid on the floor sobbing. My dog Brook paced around me nervously, but Cody laid down beside me and laid his big paws and head across me as I cried into his neck. I literally said out loud "You can't leave me til he's better." We took Cody to the lake with us for a week while my husband recovered from surgery and prepared to start chemo. He swam after balls, jumped off the dock, licked ice cream off kids and had a great time. After surgery, Cody was by my husband most of the time. When he napped on the couch Cody would go up and always do the same thing, sniff his face, then his stomach and then his knees before laying down on the floor next to him. Gary was home for about 6 months during his illness, with Cody at his side,or under his feet, throughout. Gary finished chemo in January and had a clear CT and normal labs by mid February and we're told his prognosis is excellent. He returned to work in February and we were getting on with our lives. Cody stiffened dramatically in his back legs about a week later. The vet said it was probably arthritis and possibly some neurological deficit, probably wouldn't improve but we started him on some meds to ease his pain and hopefully improve his mobility. They helped for a while, but then the first week in March he collapsed in the snow and couldn't get up under his own power. We spent several weeks lifting him and supporting him to go outside but each day was more of an effort for him and he just seemed so tired. When we took him to the vet yesterday he just honestly gazed at my husband as he went to sleep. We've said so many times over the past months how we wished we could have had him sooner, but were so glad to have him at all. He came into our lives at just our lowest point and really made everyday better. I'm so grateful for all you do and realize it's for the dogs but our lives were enriched because of you and Cody. Thanks for continuing to do what you do so well. Sincerely, Sheila and Gary Grammond |