Coco(coconut)

2006 - 2020

Coco or Coconut as I would call him, was the kindest, most loving soul on four legs that I have ever met. He would always come running to greet me with kisses and his ball and when I would be leaving to go home, I would say "goodnight, coco" and he would always come to the door and give me goodnight kisses, even if sometimes it was just a quick lick and right back to his bed. The one thing Coco loved more then anything was to play fetch with his ball and it couldn't be just any ball, it had to be the same green tennis ball every time or he just wouldn't play. Over the years the tennis ball started to break and fall apart, we tried several different types but every time he would just look at this new ball, then to us, as if to say "is this a joke? Where's my ball". It got to the point that so many pieces had fallen off and all we were able to throw was half a tennis ball. One day my mom came up with the bright idea to glue the old pieces of his beloved ball to one of the new tennis balls we had gotten him and what do you know, it worked. Coco, had a lump on the side of his chest for years until one day it became irritated and grew in size, worried and only wanting the best for my sweet little man, I had convinced my mom to let me take him to the vet, they did a fine needle aspiration and were told it was a fat pocket(later to find out was actually bone cancer), from that point the cancerous lump spread faster then I would have ever imagined, we were given one option, to put him down. We couldn't do it, other then this large lump that was growing and multiplying by the day he still seemed his happy sweet self. I researched natural remedies and found a veterinarian in Australia who treated this particular cancer in animals for years and had a lot of success. We ordered the medical kit and I begged for her to help me get the herbs and tinctures to slow the process until we received the package, I we did everything she instructed, switched his diet, gave him bottled water. Unfortunately his cancer spread faster then we could have imagined and we had no other choice then to rush him to the vet to say our final goodbyes...as I laid in the grass, nose to nose with coco, I just kept repeating, "goodnight coco, you're such a good boy, we love you so much". That was and still is the hardest thing I have ever had to do. I wasn't prepared, to me coco was still young and full of life, to watch his health decline so fast was heartbreaking and undeserving of such a sweet, loving little soul. Its not the same anymore when I leave my moms house, I find it almost impossible to look at pictures of him and for week after anytime I would read or hear the words coco or coconut this wave of sadness and grief would just rush over me. You will always be in my heart and on my mind, I love you coconut, goodnight my sweet little man