My dog, Lucifer, died today. He was nine years old. Two weeks ago I discovered lumps on his side and back. One week ago I found out he had cancer. He steadily got worse every day. By the end he couldn’t even walk. He didn’t have the strength.
He died this afternoon in my bedroom, lying half under my bed. He was buried in one of his favorite places where he liked to roll around in the grass. I had given him a small blanket when he was a puppy. He loved it. He would throw it up in the air and catch it in his mouth then drag it over himself. He was buried with it.
To me he was perfect. The best companion and friend I’ve ever had. He would make me laugh even when I didn’t feel like it. He used to lay his head on my lap and look up at me with his beautiful eyes.
In the middle of the night he would con me into getting out of bed by pretending he needed out. He didn’t really. He just wanted a dog biscuit. I fell for it every time.
I’m going to miss you, Luce. Life won’t be the same without you.
i’m so sorry.
there is nothing as wonderful as the love of a dog. i can just picture the doggie eyes when he would put his head on your lap.
I am sorry to hear your news. The loss of a loved pet is a deep sadness and nothing that I say here will lessen your grief. Not the less, know that you are in my thoughts.
Sending warm thoughts your way.
Thanks. I really appreciate the comments.
He was a 200 pound half American Mastiff, quarter Rottweiler and quarter Great Dane mix. And he was the biggest wimp I’ve ever known.
When the neighbors would shoot off fireworks he would dive for my desk and somehow wedge his body under my chair and the knee-well with just his butt sticking out. Never failed to make me laugh.
He was scared of other dogs and would hide from them. He never went within fifty feet of a cat. He would stand back and bark at them. If they took even one step in his direction he would run the other way.
He brought a lot of joy, laughter and love to my home.
I’m sorry for your loss. 
He sounds like he was as lucky to have you as you were to have him.
I’m so sorry. Dogs are wonderful. Losing them is hard.
He was BIG! Wow. I bet I could have ridden him. And what a great name.
So sorry to hear Elaella, I can’t imagine what I’ll be feeling the day either of our furry boys are no longer with us.
I often think the only downside to owning a dog is the fact they are with us for such a relatively short amount of time. Yet they pack so much love and get so much enjoyment just making sure we’re (their keepers) happy into that time.