Saturday, October 13, 2012
This morning we took him to the vet. It didn't take the vet very long to figure out that Sherman had malignant tumors in his spleen/liver area. Sherman also did not have very much physical sensation in his back left leg. When he tried to stand up, he didn't know how to place his foot correctly on the floor. The doctor, a young man who just got his first veterinary job (two weeks now), was very kind to us. Apparently it is not uncommon that an illness like this show itself very suddenly. Sherman probably had this 6 months ago, but was able to carry on as normal. There was absolutely nothing that could be done for Sherman and he would continue to decline and his suffering would get worse. It was a difficult decision to make, but I decided that it would end today.
I called Jamie and told him. He brought the girls to the veterinary hospital to say goodbye to him. He couldn't bring Allen because Allen was at a cross-country meet south of Syracuse. It was so sad to say goodbye to this creature that I had come to love for 9 years. I was his favorite person. He would follow me about the house and wait for me at the bottom of the stairs. If I left the house to go out of town, he moped about the house. I took him for walks regularly and he would sit at my feet and put his chin on my knee and gaze up at my face. I will miss him. I can't keep the tears from falling. It already seems wrong in this house without him here.