This is my best friend of almost ten years, Umo in this picture. He was nine when it was taken this Summer. Doesn't he looks great? He is almost 100 pounds too, so he is getting up on the years for such a big boy.
I've had Umo since he was six weeks old. We've lived in three states together, road tripped tens of thousands of miles together. We flew him out to Las Vegas to join my husband and I at our wedding. He was six months old when mom and dad got hitched.
I have fostered so many dogs that Umo has taught manners to. Always opening up his home for whatever doggy guest, but at the same time teaching these little heathens dogs how to properly behave in a home with dogs, kids, and children. Because of him no less than fifty pitbulls have found homes and stayed in them.
He saved my daughters life once. She was going into anaphylactic shock and my husband and I were sleeping. He woke us up and dragged us into her bedroom at three in the morning. Somehow he knew something was wrong and slept in her bed last night. He usually sleeps in mine. How do you repay a dog that saved your child's life?!
I am a Registered Veterinary Technician. I've saved countless lives that have been the only thing in lives that their owners gave. Their parents were so happy and grateful. But we have also lost some damn good dogs along the way as well. Their parents were beyond inconsolable but assured myself and my team that they were confident that we had tried our best. Some of them wailed so loudly in the room that a staff member would take them home because they were too upset to drive. We rarely cry, although there have been a few occasions we have shed tears.
So what does one do when she's watching her best friend age? I know what's going on, I have the medical education and experience to more than fully comprehend this, but how do I cope when it is MY best friend. Because it has ALWAYS been some one else's.
He is not doing terrible, it's just difficult finding a lump or bump or noticing something is aching when he stands. He still goes on boat rides, walks, car rides and even to the vet willingly. He loves the vet. It's just hard knowing that someday he won't be here. May ever human be so lucky to have an Umo in tbeir lives.