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Time passes much too quickly
When we're together, laughing
Wish I could sing it to you
Whoa-oh-whoa-oh
Wish I could sing it to you...

Title was inspired by the wonderful Chicago song, Beginnings.

This is my beautiful Yukon, laughing as we played in the yard in Dexter NY. I didn't know at the time that this would be among the very last photos I was to ever take of him. Yukon had a very agressive strain of cancer in his right eye that resulted in a very nasty tumor. It started to really bother him as time went on, and the tumor grew larger.

My family and I lost our wonderful companion of twelve years on May 4th, 2006, when we decided that it would be wise to ease Yukon's obvious suffering by putting him to sleep. At the vet's, I and my family stayed with him till the very end, which was so hard. But what better place for such a wonderful creature than heaven?

He knew that what we had decided for him was best. Even in his last moments, he tried to stop me from crying by giving me a last hug and cleaning my tear-stained face.

I still miss him, still wait for him at the door when I leave for him to give me one of his hugs. I still cry for him, wishing I could have done something, anything to save him.

But denying him heaven? Never.

Yukon, my wonderful baby brother, I miss you, but I do now and will always love you so much.

There's no better picture that I've taken, I think, that shows just how happy Yukon always seemed to be, even if the odds weren't totally in his favor. However, he did receive his diagnosis in October of 05, and we were told that the vets didn't expect him to make it to Christmas. Yukon, stubborn till the end, pulled through till May of 06. How inspirational!

What a beautiful spirit he had...

Description
Time passes much too quickly
When we're together, laughing
Wish I could sing it to you
Whoa-oh-whoa-oh
Wish I could sing it to you...

Title was inspired by the wonderful Chicago song, Beginnings.

This is my beautiful Yukon, laughing as we played in the yard in Dexter NY. I didn't know at the time that this would be among the very last photos I was to ever take of him. Yukon had a very agressive strain of cancer in his right eye that resulted in a very nasty tumor. It started to really bother him as time went on, and the tumor grew larger.

My family and I lost our wonderful companion of twelve years on May 4th, 2006, when we decided that it would be wise to ease Yukon's obvious suffering by putting him to sleep. At the vet's, I and my family stayed with him till the very end, which was so hard. But what better place for such a wonderful creature than heaven?

He knew that what we had decided for him was best. Even in his last moments, he tried to stop me from crying by giving me a last hug and cleaning my tear-stained face.

I still miss him, still wait for him at the door when I leave for him to give me one of his hugs. I still cry for him, wishing I could have done something, anything to save him.

But denying him heaven? Never.

Yukon, my wonderful baby brother, I miss you, but I do now and will always love you so much.

There's no better picture that I've taken, I think, that shows just how happy Yukon always seemed to be, even if the odds weren't totally in his favor. However, he did receive his diagnosis in October of 05, and we were told that the vets didn't expect him to make it to Christmas. Yukon, stubborn till the end, pulled through till May of 06. How inspirational!

What a beautiful spirit he had...