Loss of Logan
Logan was the litter mate to the one he left behind - Phoenix - his brother. Logan was diagnosed with laryngeal paralysis in Jan 2011 and along with the expertise of our vet and staff, we were able to keep him in relatively good health until August 18, 2011 -the day his laryngeal paralysis closed his larnyx and he could no longer breathe.
Logan was 12 years, 2 months old the day he died. Logan was the "Criminal" of the two puppies. Everyone in our neighbourhood knew we had a dog named Logan. He was social, he was so verbal - so much to say - and he thought everyone who came through the door was his long lost friend. He was bossy - and could be cranky - but could be so, so adorable and sweet and cuddly. Logan was a cocker spaniel - reddy brown with a little white running down his chin to his chest. I'm not doing his personality justice with my words. I loved that dog. So much. And I miss him so terribly that the pain is consuming me. I am angry all the time and don't understand why people at work are looking at me funny. I am angry because they don't seem to care about me or my loss or Logan's loss.
On Aug 18th, 2011 I carried Logan into the vets. The warmth of his body against mine held no fight. No squirming. He didn't have it left in him. My arms ache to hold that warm little silky dog. And as he laid on the table at the vets he pressed his nose up against mine and we stared into each others eyes until there was no more life in my beautiful little puppy ....
I got the call today that his ashes are ready to be picked up. Will this provide some comfort and closure?
Like Sandy it's only been two weeks but it doesn't seem to be getting any better, although I'm trying now to focus on his brother as he is also feeling the loss. Logan was the protector -the strong one - the bold one. Phoenix misses him too.
My name is RuthAnn and I miss one of my best friends, my companion, my dog .... Logan.