Prior to the trip to the U.K., Dale’s eleven-year-old Rotweiler mix Gretchen was diagnosed with cancer. Dale made arrangements with his vet in case something happened yet he was optimistic everything was going to be fine. Unfortunately half way through the trip Dale received the call. Gretchen went into a coma and had to be put to sleep. That evening Jacqueline and I tried to quietly cheer Dale up over dinner, but we called it an early evening and left Dale to grieve.
Upon returning home I found my fourteen year old Yorkshire terrier was not doing well. I knew something was wrong because he didn’t look right. I took him to the vet and tried antibiotics but Mason declined fast. After wrestling with guilt and the decision before me I let him go. The week after the trip to England was solemn but now Dale and I are back at work dreaming of making a difference for others.
