Dear Moby (Mobo, Mr. Mobo, Handsome)|
We adopted you from Homewards Rescue in Maryland back in July 2008. You were transported to South Jersey, and I met you there. When the driver opened the crate door, you almost got away because you were so scared. Got you home, and you loved all your furry brothers, sisters, aunts, and uncles. You were scared of mommy and daddy for a bit and wouldn't come to us. We had to keep a leash on you to catch you. After a while, you learned to trust us.
You were always a shy boy, but you had come around so much. You would bark at anyone that came to our house and would go right up to them. You use to love the summers when I would put all you guys in the pool and then just lounge around. All the birthdays with the DQ ice cream cakes, and unwrapping the presents at Christmas time.
You always waited for Uncle Harry to come outside then would bark at him and you waited for you other brothers and sisters to come outside too.
In August 2017, I was brushing you and discovered a huge lump on your butt. We immediately took you to the doggy doctor, and we were crushed when we heard that you had anal gland cancer. The surgeon did not feel comfortable doing surgery so we saw Dr. Hamilton the Oncologist and he recommended radiation. We did that for 3 days and you did great. We then tried the oral chemo as we couldn't afford the expensive kind. We also tried holistic remedies too, but the cancer kept growing. You still did well for a long time. You then had good days and bad days, and we had thought about sending you to the bridge a few times but then you would came back. It was a roller coaster ride for a few months.
The night of 9/8/18 you were doing fine. Mommy and daddy went out to dinner then came home and you entire back end was lifeless. You looked so confused and didn't know why. The next morning you entire body was lifeless except you could move your head. You were so stressed out and then we knew it was time to let you go. We called 'Lap of Love' on that rainy Sunday, and Dr. Cabell drove 1 1/2 hours to get here. You left us very peacefully to go to the bridge. I hope all your furry brothers, sisters, aunts, and uncles met you there. After you left us, Myron spent some time by you to say goodbye. It was so heart wrenching. Mommy and daddy took you to Abbey Glen the next day.
You were a fighter and didn't want to leave us. Now, you're free of cancer and whole again. Roll in the green grass, drink from the beautiful springs, play with everyone, and enjoy your new life. Please look down on use every now and then. We will see you again some day. Until then, have fun, sweet boy. We love you!
Mommy, Daddy, and all your furry brothers, sisters, and Uncle Harry
Mommy, Daddy and all your furry brothers/sisters/Uncle Harry