Ben Dog

My little sister texted me last Saturday to let me know this beautiful dog had passed away. 

I got Ben when I was 12. I begged my dad for him. 

He gave in and he never should have. 

I took care of Ben, but I never trained him like I promised I would.

 I learned a lot from my experience with him. Luckily for me he was a very nice, happy go lucky dog. 

Almost two years ago he was diagnosed with cancer. 

Summer of 2011, he had a bad day where he laid down in the shade and wouldn't get up. My dad thought that was it, he was going to have to put him down. 

The next day he was fine and went on to live for another year and a half. 

Over those years he has had a tumor growing in his face/nose. When we saw him at Christmas he looked pretty bad. The Friday after Christmas was a hard day for him, but he still went on his walk and ate like normal. The next morning he passed away. 

I am glad he went peacefully. 

Love that dog.

Sometimes I wish people and animals didn't have to grow old.

Justin and Ruth Blazzard