I warn you that this is a tear-jerker of a post. But it is one of the most beautiful tributes I’ve ever read about the life of a much beloved dog. I’m very appreciative that Will was able to share so eloquently with all of us. Thank you, Will, for adding your amazing words to our world. And thank you to your brother, James, for sharing Dutch with us, even in this very small way.
In his grief over the loss of a dog, a little boy stands for the first time on tiptoe, peering into the rueful morrow of manhood. After this most inconsolable of sorrows there is nothing life can do to him that he will not be able somehow to bear. – James Thurber
In July of 2004, my brother James held Dutch, his German Shorthaired Pointer, for the first time. On November 20, 2014, James held Dutch for the last time. After ten incredible years Dutch succumbed to the ravaging effects of hemangiosarcoma, a deadly and unfortunately common cancer in dogs.
Ten years, that’s the deal. The lucky get more time, far too many get less. But we all must inevitably face the end. That end – the only end – is heartbreak. When Dutch died I held James and we cried. I wasted no breath on neat and impotent words. James…
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