So sad for you and so sorry for your loss!
How privileged we are to share our lives with these loyal, loving, and dynamic four-footed friends! The extent to which these 40, 50, or 60 pound bundles of joy insinuate themselves into our lives is incredible! Once the stomach cancer steals our Ribby from us, I’ll never be able to say “Cheese”, “I’m havin’ it!”, “Hurry up”, “Frisbee”, or many other of her favorite words and phrases without remembering her. Boxers just become such a huge part of our daily lives! This is a first for me and my wife. I’ve never had advance notice that an otherwise healthy pet’s days are distinctly numbered; counting down all too rapidly... Perhaps it’s a bit of a gift in a sad sort of way. I’m not taking Ribby’s presence for granted as much as I used to. I know today’s romp in the yard could well be our last. I’m striving to make her days as special as possible. Although the fall weather on the east coast is my favorite time for riding my motorcycles, I’ve no interest in that right now. I just want to spend all my non-working time with my “bestest-buddy” while I still have her!
Fourpawso, because my wife and I cannot imagine life without a boxer, our quest for another will begin as soon as Ribby tells us it’s time. Of course, the new girl will have some very big “footsies” (another Ribby-word) to fill. But, just as Chelsea did, we know Ribby will leave behind a complete boxerese instruction manual. She’ll want our new little girl to get up to speed even quicker than she did herself! I hope you’re able to begin your search for another cottage cheese lover real soon. You don’t want Coach’s “instruction manual” to get misplaced!