To all of you who have known and loved my sweet Beaufort dog over the past 12 years, he is finally at rest. We were given the unsettling news just 4 weeks ago that the symptoms we’d been observing getting worse and worse over the past year weren’t just from old age, but from Degenerative Myelopathy. A terrible degenerative disease that works much like ALS or MS does in people by slowly degenerating the protective covering around his spinal cord, weakening and eventually paralyzing his legs from the back end forward. And while just 4 weeks ago, it was hard to swallow that the growing frequency of the symptoms we were watching were due to this; it has only become much more obvious, and at a much quicker rate, that this would be a very hard road for him to continue traveling and one that we did not wish to make him endure.
The decision does not come easily and it will continue to be hard as we face each day without him, but we do find great peace at knowing we could allow him to rest with such grace and dignity. He’s without a doubt the dog of my lifetime. There will be others but none that spent such great years with me. From high school, to college, to my first job, to finding my husband, and to the promise I was so honored to give him last May that we’d found our last home. My sweet dog endured 8 major moves over 12 years with me without anything short of a tail wag, and I’m so glad we could give him such a wonderful place to live his last year with a big, green yard, and a great river for boat rides with wind-filled ears and beautiful sunsets for those sage, old eyes to soak up.
He’s been my confidant and my bodyguard taking on his role as a protector from the day he and I moved out on our own. He’s stood by my side, circled in front to protect me from approaching strangers, and been dutifully waiting behind for me at home every day. It was a privilege to know him, love him, and share him with so many great people along the way.
“To call him a dog hardly seems to do him justice, though inasmuch as he had four legs, a tail, and barked, I admit he was, to all outward appearances. But to those who knew him well, he was a perfect gentleman.” Hermione Gingold