Cosmo had a couple of of rough days, wouldn't eat, wouldn't retrieve, though he didn't really complain. The vet found a bunch of rapidly growing tumours on his spleen and liver and elsewhere, and he was dangerously anemic. He was used to pain as he had arthritis but he didn't complain, ever, but it was obvious he was suffering. He wouldn't have lasted the night and so we did the most merciful thing we could and allowed him to go with the assistance of the vet.
Cosmo was trustworthy to the point of walking leashless (except in town), being free to visit the neighbours' yards to get his toys when they went over the fence, not taking what wasn't his, behaving in the car and in the canoe, and being friendly with strangers and visitors. He was a gentleman, never aggressive, even when the cat attacked him.
He lived for his frisbee, for rumbling around the lake, exploring, and for love and affection.
We couldn't bear to see him suffer, he who taught us so much about unconditional love. We had to let him go.
So, my kids came home from Ottawa and London, we're taking the weekend off to be together and appreciate what we have as well as what we had.
Time is short. Love is forever.