Dugan the Dog has gone to heaven!
They saved him a front row seat.
They saved him a front row seat.
Dugan the Dog gets some air!
The greatest thing about having Dugan as a pet was that he was
the nicest dog a person could have! If
you find any literature about the Irish Wolfhound, you will not read very far
before you find the expression: “The Gentle Giant”. We had the pleasure of having Dugan at our
house for 8 years, ever since he was a puppy just old enough to leave his
mommy. During that time we never saw him
snarl or growl in anger even once. He
never barked just because he heard other dogs bark and we never saw him bark at
people. Some people think I was
exaggerating when I said we might have heard him bark at something he saw in
the yard every other month or so. When
some one rang the door bell or knocked on the door he would start wagging his
tail vigorously in anxious anticipation of seeing a friend. Dugan the Dog was
in love with the whole of humanity, and he would have been happy to greet every
single person so he could tell them so!
That’s why he liked seeing all the people while marching in the St.
Patrick’s Day Parade. He figured all the
people were lined up for his benefit. He was especially fond of younger children
and was so loving towards them.
Dugan the Dog styling at the 2010 St. Patrick's Day Parade
Why must so sweet of a dog have such a short life
expectancy. It is typical for the giant
breeds to have their lives cut short with heart problems and cancer while other
dogs live 2 or 3 times longer . Most Wolfhounds
have trouble with joints and arthritis too.
Anyway, some months ago Dugan lost one of his rear toe nails. We couldn’t tell if it fell out on its own
accord, or if it got hung up on something and got jerked out. It was a bloody mess for a few hours. I kept a watch on it through the days looking
for infection or other sign of trouble.
I was concerned because a co-worker had a dog whose first sign of cancer
was loosing a nail and bleeding profusely.
Then suddenly one day Dugans foot was swollen like a club and a hole
appeared in a pad (not on the toe) on his foot and another hole appeared further
up on his ankle. A blood tainted liquid
would ooze out. The Vet put him on
antibiotics and the swelling went away right away but the hole in his pad never
healed, and it seemed that a tissue was growing inside his foot and was trying
to push out through the hole. The Vet
cultured to see what germs remained after all his antibiotic treatments and
discovered staph and ecoli. The possible
drug treatments would destroy his kidneys and his remaining health. I still suspect cancer but we never tested
for it because we were eliminating bacteria first. We choose to put him down while he was still
bright and happy instead of torturing him with destructive treatments.
Our home is now empty and sad; we will miss him so
much. We are grateful he blessed our
household. If dogs go to heaven, they
were saving front row seat for Dugan the Dog!