My sweet Bobby-Jo came to me in l997, a little rescue chihuahua eight years old and this was his third home through no fault of his own. I idolized him. After much sorrow,and much blackness in my life, suddenly I had my little Bobby bringing sunshine with him.
He was such a happy little boy, always tail wagging. We used to say he was a little gentleman because when my Mom and Dad came here to visit and the other dogs ran off into the living room with my Dad, little Bobby would sit and wait for my Mom to hang her coat up in the hall and
then escort her into the living room.
Bobby began to cough during the early hours of the Monday morning and I was stroking him until he settled and slept on my bed. He was seen by a vet that morning who gave him a check up but said that Bobby needed an x-ray but was not well enough to have one yet. He gave me tablets for Bobby and I was to take him back next morning which I did. Bobby did seem a little bit better and the vet said he would do the x-ray as soon as Bobby was well enough. But the next afternoon, Wednesday, the cough worsened and Bobby found it hard to breathe. My youngest daughter and my son- in-law took us to the vets where Bobby was taken and put on oxygen immediately. The vet was talking to us when he was called away and when he came back into the room, he said that Bobby could not breathe properly even with oxygen and that he would have to do the x-ray now
so Bobby was put under anesthetic.
The vet told my daughter and son-in-law to take me to get a cup of tea for a short time while they did the x-ray. We went back within half an hour and the vet came to talk to us. He showed us the x-ray and Bobby-Jo had a tumour on his lung. The vet was very kind and told us nothing could be done and if we let him wake up he would be the way he was – fighting for breath so l agreed to have my Bobby-Jo put to sleep and stayed with him, talking to him while he was peaceful now under the anesthetic and then I let
my precious little boy go.
I loved my Bobby-Jo so very very much, we had had only three years together. I have never ever gotten over losing him.
Love you so, my little gentleman.
| Bobby-Jo |
| 23, Aug 2000 |
| Madeliene Eggleton |