Today was a very sad day. Today we said good bye to Fergus.
I think he hung on for his birthday. A few days before his birthday, he started having trouble breathing. The weather had turned suddenly hot and we thought it might be that. He found it impossible to walk or to swim, but was pretty happy hanging out in the cool house. It was troubling but he has rallied so many times, we hoped he would improve. But then, Wednesday morning, the day after his birthday, was very cool and he still refused to go for a walk and his breathing worsened. About 5 years ago he was diagnosed with laryngeal paralysis. It is common in Labs and means that the flaps that close to prevent food from getting into his lungs get lazy and don’t open and close properly. It made him sensitive to heat but otherwise he was fine. But it is progressive and we guessed it had gotten worse. I called my Vet and she agreed that was probably what it was..and that perhaps one of the flaps had just closed. This meant he was getting very little air. He was panting a lot and his breathing sounded very congested. And he was starting to cough. We were told that it could get worse quickly….and that his walking and swimming days were over. It was very bad news, especially after we had just celebrated his 14th birthday.
Laying in a cool house, struggling to breath is no kind of life..no matter how loved you are or how many treats you are given. So we made the very hard decision, to say goodbye. His Vet came today.
Fergus was always a very sweet dog. There wasn’t an aggressive bone in his body. He never even barked. He loved everyone and he was loved in return. It was always wonderful when walking him to see another person approach. Fergus would see them and he would start smiling. He would approach them as if they were his best friend and try to get them to pet him. No matter how bad a day they might be having, Fergus could make them smile. It was quite amazing. We met so many people because of Fergus. He was very special.
In his younger days he was quite mischievous. He loved stealing things from people..hats, mittens, water bottles. He would snatch whatever it was and run…absolutely joyous. He loved to be chased or to play tug with the item…or just to play. Despite how annoying that might seem, no one ever seemed to mind. They would just laugh and Fergus would have another friend.
We feel very blessed to have had 14 years with this special boy. He was an absolute joy. He will be sorely missed..but he will be in our hearts forever.