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Tuesday, 20 November 2012

Tears Around The World

It is with great sadness I have to tell you that my beautiful Diesel is no longer with us.  He went to a better place on November 6, 2012.  It has taken this long before I could write about it. 

Diesel was ever the escape artist.  He was never happy when he had barriers.  It's not that he wanted to go anywhere, he just didn't like looking through things.  He ate himself out of more crates than I can count, but then would lie inside them after they were destroyed.  He would jump out over the 6 foot chainlink but then survey his domain just 10 feet away from where he had just escaped.  It was the principle of the thing I guess.

On November 4th, he decided to play Houdini Hound again and went out over the chainlink. I saw him lying out in the snow surveying, as usual.  Not in the yard where he had TWO 4x8 foot dog houses with decks he could survey from!  No, he was lying in the cold snow.  I called him in and things were relatively normal that day except that I could see he was stiff from him escape manouver.  But that was to be expected.  After all, he was 9 1/2 years old and a little over weight.  The following day, he had not recovered from his jump but didn't look any worse.  He looked a little stiff going up and down the stairs but certainly not anything I was overly worried about.  I did decide however, that if he was still stiff the next day, I'd take him to the vet.  The next morning came and he didn't want to get up from the foot of the bed.  For Diesel not to want to move, I knew it was serious.  Next stop, the vet.  With some coaxing, he got up and he seemed to get a little better after he'd moved around a little.  He wanted to go outside with Isis to go pee, so I let them both out. 

I proceeded to get my purse, keys, etc to get ready for the trip to the vet.  When I had everything ready, I called the dogs in.  Isis came, but no Diesel.  I called again, but no sign of him.  I went out into the yard and there he was, just lying there looking at me.  I went over to give him a hand getting up.  I was shocked to find out that he had no use of his back legs. 

Luckily Mark was still here and he was able to carry him and put him in the back of my Jeep.  The rest, you can figure out.  The keyboard is soaked by my tears and I just don't want to keep typing.  We did not do an autopsy so don't have a definite cause, however, I believe he must have twisted, or turned or landed wrong going over the fence and caused severe trauma to his spine.  The vet couldn't believe he had been walking around the previous 2 days.  But that was Diesel.  The toughest dog in the world.  Just like his father, Justice, before him.  Pain was not in their vocabulary.

Damn!  I can't even see the screen anymore.  Some of you have asked if they could do anything for me.  Yes, you can make a small donation to your local rescue or humane society in Diesel's name.

After my heart has healed a little more, I will make up a slide show of my best Diesel pictures and put them on the blog for everyone.