Proud Momma

Dr. Blair called yesterday.  Lazito had to be tested for rabies after he died.  This is done on the brain and when the U of MN called Dr. Blair with the negative results they also commented on his hydrocephalus.  It was severe.  We now know that hydrocephalus was what we were dealing with.  And we know that it was so bad he would not have lived.  It sounds like it occupied most of  his brain.  My impression was that Dr. Blair was surprised at how well functioning he was.  And that it would have gotten worse.  Over the last few weeks, at least twice she had used the word amazing to describe Lazo.  It couldn't be more true!  And I couldn't be more proud of him.  To think of what his little brain was going through and the challenges and discomfort this presented him.  And yet he pranced, played, learned his name and would come to me when I called him.  He met new friends and chewed on bones and begged for my food.

He was amazing.

What the U of MN reported is proof to me of that and also I think it speaks volumes for dogs in general.  They live life to the fullest that they can, even when they are dealt a bad hand.  I also know that without a doubt Dr. Blair and I made the right decisions for Lazo.  All of them.  I'm so glad I took days off work and stayed home with him.  We snuggled for hours.  And on his last day, it was sunny and I put him in the pack and him, Deb, Chula and I went for the best walk on the Gateway.  He ate that last day, he walked around the house and was awake with us and he met his Grampy.  It was a super special day.  He went to sleep about 4:00 and was held by all of us until the vet arrived.

Chula and I are getting back to our routine that was "before-Laz".  We are doing good.  I think about him all day long.  I don't have a single regret and wouldn't do anything differently if I did it all over again.  And I am looking forward to life "after-Laz" and the things that I have learned and will learn from him.

Grampy