Hi everyone! I want to apologize for getting my blog up so late. I have had a rough few weeks. Many of you have asked the status of my sick dog, Puff. On November 20th 2012, Lenny and I lost our beloved son and boxer, Puff, to a brain tumor we discovered about a month before his death. We tried to give him radiation in hopes that he could live a good life with us for about a year or more. Unfortunately we did not see an improvement. He began to deteriorate and became unable to function. We had to make the decision to put him down. That was probably the hardest thing I ever had to do. Lenny and I held him as it was happening, and I looked into his eyes while kissing him until I felt him leave his body. Although we were devastated, we knew this was the humane thing to do.
I understand some who do not own pets find it hard to comprehend how the loss of a pet could be such a traumatic experience. I know those of you who cherish your pets as if they were your children understand the pain and sadness we are going through. Puff lived 8 incredibly happy years full of love and joy. He was a very special dog, who touched so many hearts along the way. Everyone who met him would agree that he was the sweetest, gentlest, smartest dog they had ever met. One of the things my friends remember about Puff is his ability to open doors and his need to spend the first night with any guest who stayed with us while kissing them to death. If anyone denied him access to their room, he would leave them a nice puddle of pee outside of their door to express his sadness. He was my shadow. He will remain in my heart and soul forever. I don't think I will ever get over him. R.I.P. Puffy Jr., one day we will met again.