Argyle (in Memoriam)
I wanted to send this over as Argyle deserves to be remembered by everyone. He passed over the rainbow bridge recently on Nov 14th 2018.
Argyle came into Muttville’s care in April of 2018. He was rescued from the streets of Fresno, CA. He was mostly blind, arthritic and was from his intake form “filthy” and “cute as can be.” I still don’t know how he survived on the streets. He was then starting his care to come back into his prime.
He was quiet and sitting in the corner by himself when I was brought to Muttville, not looking to adopt yet, but he came into my lap and wouldn’t stop kissing me. I had been chosen by Argyle and the feeling was mutual. After making sure he could be taken care of, he came home and my life changed for the better. I had to learn how to help a blind dog get around (hint: different rugs help) and find out how to feed him right and how to get an arthritic dog to go on walkies.
He loved his new beds, his throne in the car even though he tended to stare at the seat not the windows, and slept with me, pushing up against me in the night. We were a pair.
He got some new medication for the arthritis (a difficult injection but worth it for how it made him feel) and he became a new boy again, invigorated and wanting to explore the back yard, or any of the parks we went to. He loved strolling around in the grass, sniffing everything and the smile on his face was precious.
He got a brother. They didn’t exactly get along perfectly in the beginning as dogs don’t always know another dog is blind and Argyle knew his way around to all the beds in the house.
Then the smoke came. I had kept them inside but somehow he got pneumonia and when taking him to the hospital it showed the pneumonia in one of his lobes. Antibiotics in hand, he came home and I never left his side again. He had problems breathing again and fainted in my arms and when we got him to the hospital he immediately needed CPR which didn’t work. The vet explained ARDS (acute respiratory distress syndrome) had made his lungs fail and the smoke could have contributed to the whole scenario.
Argyle was gone. Suddenly. My soulmate and the best boy in the world had passed over the rainbow bridge. I had held him most of the day so in some way I helped him through this tough time but I would take all his pain to have kept him in this world.
I didn’t have him in my life for long enough but he made the biggest impact to me and everyone he met. He was loved by all and will be missed immensely.
Argyle, until I meet you on that rainbow bridge, I will never forget my soulmate.
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