Precious Gus

Annice
Over the last two years, I’ve been writing about Gus, my 11 year old Chesapeake Bay Retriever.  I wrote about Gus on steroids, Gus constipated, Gus at the vet, and Gus on a very expensive diet.

If you recall, we rescued him nine years ago, complete with a bullet underneath his belly.  And since that time, he’s blessed us with so much love and affection, charming anyone who’s ever been to my house.  He was my boy.  I’m so sad to say that he died suddenly of liver cancer (at least that’s what the doctor thinks) three weeks ago.  It happened so fast, I still can’t believe it.  I was in Cleveland coping with the sudden death of my father when my husband called to tell me Gus was sick.  I wish I could have been there to say good-bye, but since that was not meant to be, indulge me in a few photos as I say my sweet good-bye to my sweet Gus.

Gus with Stick

 

 

Gus taking it easy
Gus Sleeping

11 thoughts on “Precious Gus

  1. I just came across your post via Sadhvi. Looks like Gus was a much-loved boy. I too lost a dog close to the death of my father. It’s hard when there’s so much loss to be grieved at one time. Thanks for sharing your photos and stories of life with Gus.

  2. My husband had chessies when I met him and at one point we had five of these unique special dogs. You may not have been there physically but you were there for him. He knew your heart and love throughout his life and no dog appreciates that more than a rescue. I’m so sorry about your father. I hope somewhere in your support group you can find some canine therapy to help ease these hard losses.

  3. Annice, I loved Gus and his very protective nature. I especially loved having to be introduced to him in order to come into your house–he was such a gentlemanly dog! He just wanted folks to exhibit the proper behavior before being allowed into his domain–and to show that they deserved to spend time with his family! I’m so sorry about your loss. Jane

  4. Loved precious gussie. He always layed his head on my lap and wanted to be petted. But then again, he would do this with anybody who loved dogs so I was really not that special. What I most remember about Gus is having to greet him when i visited my sister. When coming up the steps in the morning I’d have to say, ” Hi gus, i’m coming up now.” so he would not freak out. After awhile this was not needed. Gus was so sweet and gentle and he only wanted attention. I was sure to give it to him every time I visited.

  5. Annice–I didn’t even know your father had died. I am so sorry that you have had such significant losses so close together. I know how painful all of that is. I’ll be thinking of you alot.

  6. I’m so sorry I missed meeting him. He really seems like a special being. I’m glad you got so much time with him and can share with us who don’t know anything about him, or really very much about dogs at all, what being with Gus was like for you. xo

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