Chief
A donation was made in memory of Chief on Mar 06, 2012.
On Friday, February 17, 2012 at 4:30 a.m. in Pullman, WA Chief and I shared our last moments together before the Dr. injected the lethal poisons that ended his life. Chief was diagnosed with an aggressive cancerous tumor in his heart. It was a blood cancer and therefore attacked his heart first. There was nothing anyone could do for him. This less than 2 weeks before the cast would have been removed and he would begin his new life. I am so heart broken that I don’t think it will ever mend.
Everywhere I look. Everywhere I go. Everything I do. Chief is there. He was my faithful buddy and friend. He was the first to go on gopher patrol each morning. He would scout the borders of his domain making sure that all was as it should be. He was my riding partner moving cattle and on the trails. He would run with the 4 wheeler and when he tired he would hop on and ride with me. He was my jogging companion.
He didn’t care for riding in cars or the cab of the truck. But drop the tailgate and say, “Load up!” and in one graceful leap he was ready to go. Didn’t really matter where. Just as long as he got to go in the back of the truck.
I thank God for every day with Chief. He was my stow away from cow camp in Glacier Park in October of 2000. Dr. guessed he was maybe 3 months old. He was thin, starving and wormy. He grew into a handsome dog both on the inside and on the outside. He 2 blue eyes were beautiful and popular with everyone.
Life holds many surprises. Six weeks ago Chief’s blood work was absolutely a picture of perfect health. Six weeks later it was a recipe for death. That’s how quickly this tumor changed his life. Let us remember to embrace one another. For there is no guarantee about tomorrow.
My only positive thought is that he will no longer suffer the discomforts associated with the tumor. I'm also thankful for a diagnosis. Had I not taken him to Pullman he would have died and I would have always questioned, "Why?" Our home, Diamond Meadows, will never be the same without him. I feel so empty inside.
Time will heal the harshness of my pain. But time will never heal the magnitude of my loss. Some things in life are just that way. Chief was and is one of my greatest loves.
Rest in peace my faithful friend.
Juanita P.
Everywhere I look. Everywhere I go. Everything I do. Chief is there. He was my faithful buddy and friend. He was the first to go on gopher patrol each morning. He would scout the borders of his domain making sure that all was as it should be. He was my riding partner moving cattle and on the trails. He would run with the 4 wheeler and when he tired he would hop on and ride with me. He was my jogging companion.
He didn’t care for riding in cars or the cab of the truck. But drop the tailgate and say, “Load up!” and in one graceful leap he was ready to go. Didn’t really matter where. Just as long as he got to go in the back of the truck.
I thank God for every day with Chief. He was my stow away from cow camp in Glacier Park in October of 2000. Dr. guessed he was maybe 3 months old. He was thin, starving and wormy. He grew into a handsome dog both on the inside and on the outside. He 2 blue eyes were beautiful and popular with everyone.
Life holds many surprises. Six weeks ago Chief’s blood work was absolutely a picture of perfect health. Six weeks later it was a recipe for death. That’s how quickly this tumor changed his life. Let us remember to embrace one another. For there is no guarantee about tomorrow.
My only positive thought is that he will no longer suffer the discomforts associated with the tumor. I'm also thankful for a diagnosis. Had I not taken him to Pullman he would have died and I would have always questioned, "Why?" Our home, Diamond Meadows, will never be the same without him. I feel so empty inside.
Time will heal the harshness of my pain. But time will never heal the magnitude of my loss. Some things in life are just that way. Chief was and is one of my greatest loves.
Rest in peace my faithful friend.
Juanita P.
