I am heartbroken. Today my 11 year old puppy, Gus passed away. He had been battling thyroid cancer for the past few months. The tumor was constricting his throat so much he couldn’t breathe or eat or drink properly anymore.
Gus has been my best bud for the past decade. Tianna and I were blessed to have such a wonderful dog and were talking about all the big moments in our lives that he was there for. She mentioned being pregnant with the kids, and bringing them home. I mentioned him next to me watching the Phillies winning the World Series and the Eagles winning the Super Bowl.
Working from home he’s been my constant office companion every day of every week, always by my side following me from room to room. I’ll miss the spring and summer days working from the porch with him sitting on the couch beside me and when working in my office having to sit at an awkward angle because he’s sleeping under my desk.
He loved his Penny so much. I remember the day we brought her home and he was so interested in her and would just sit slightly away from her sniffing at her. He would always sit close to her and was her protector.
Gus Loved Will a ton too. Will would always love feeding him. Gus was older when he first met Will, so he wasn’t as active or playful with him, but he’d stand guard over Will just like with Pen:
I’m sure Gus will miss stealing their hot dogs out of their hands or their popcorn from the bowl when they turn around. I’ll for sure miss never having to clean food up off the floor.
I’ll miss our hikes in the woods, or our nights sitting by the fire.
I’ll miss his farts from under the game table during game nights, and his stinky breath in the car. I’ll miss his cuddles on the couch or how he always knew when i was sad and would be there for me to hug.
I miss him so much.