|We had four wonderful, glorious months with Hal. Since
we were newly sensitized to the importance of every minute with him, there
wasn’t a day I didn’t hug him, love him, and appreciate him. He was happy
and secure and led a life every bit as normal as he had before. In fact,
he basked in the extra attention that most people gave him. We began to
hope that he would celebrate his 6th birthday on July 31st.
But on Friday, July 4, I noticed that Hal was walking a little stiffly
and wasn’t coming up the stairs as often as before. It wasn’t a limp and
it didn’t seem to cause him pain, but something was a little odd. By Sunday,
he was not coming upstairs at all, even at night, his favorite snuggling
time (and believe me, being snuggled by a great dane is a very serious
thing indeed!). On Monday, he could not get up...it was as though his back
legs were just not working anymore.
My big buddy