A few weeks ago we had to say goodbye to sweet Yukon, our first”kid”. Yukon joined our family while we still lived in Anchorage, way back in 2002. He was the best dog we could have wished for. Great with the kids, he didn’t bark too much, didn’t chase the chickens, and was always so patient when I didn’t have time to walk him. He was a great jogging and hiking partner, I’ll always remember the night we spent together in a tube tent, in the rain, up in the Uintahs, I’ve never heard thunder so loud in my life. Yukon was a happy dog, and a great part of our family.
Yukon decided to take himself for a walk late one night and was hit by a truck. We took him to the urgent pet care were it was determined that he had two herniated disks in his back. – Other than that and a puncture wound in his armpit, he was fine.
Unfortunately the ruptured disks left him unable to move his hind legs. For five days we carried Yukon in and out of the house or garage into the yard(no easy task – he weighed 89 lbs), came when he whined and tried to figure out what he needed. Food? Water? More sun? Too much sun – more shade? We waited, hoping that with time he would be able to walk again.
Finally we made an appointment with the vet, knowing that if after examining him the Dr. thought it unlikely he would recover, we would have to let Yukon go.
We talked to the kids about what Yukon liked to do, run around, go for walks, pee on bushes… chase his ball, and tried to explain that he wasn’t happy when he couldn’t do any of those things.
This is the kids with our sweet friend before heading to the vet. The Dr. told Clark that it wasn’t likely that Yukon would improve at all. So we said goodbye.
That was such a difficult decision to make. It was so hard to take care of him the way he was, but at the same time it’s not like he was dying. Just paralyzed. He was so unhappy though, unable to move around, having to go to the bathroom on his blanket, unable to scoot away from his mess. I am glad that the experience is behind me, the decision made and that Yukon is not suffering anymore.
But I still miss my friend.