Today was a busy day. All morning and afternoon I bustled about preparing for the Law Family Swim party. At 5:00pm, the whole gang arrived and we ate, swam, played, talked and laughed together. We had a great time, but thinking back on this day, I wish I would have payed closer attention to the fact that little Chance kept following me around, looking up at me with those big black eyes of his, and coughing way more than he should have been for a dog on medication. When the last of the guests had departed, we had cleaned up and I was checking my email for the last time before going to bed, Chance came into my office and looked at me longingly. He turned to walk out and I noticed that he was not walking straight and he almost fell over. I gathered him in my arms and in doing so, noticed that his breathing was very labored. I could hear the fluid in his lungs as he struggled for breath. I called Mr. Horne to get the girls out of bed. I knew Chance would not be with us much longer and it was important that they got to say good-bye. They sadly hugged him and lovingly kissed his furry, white head. We talked about how much joy he had brought to our family over the past 15 years.
Chancy Boy
He died in my arms, surrounded by those who loved him, early in the morning of August 22, 2010.
I know you won't be here for the rest of my life,
But I promise I'll love you for the rest of mine.
