Dixie, Will and Ethan
This is a tribute to the family dog Dixie, who died on Nov. 26, 2007, so that was exactly one year ago today. Let me tell you, she was the best dog that I have ever had. Of course, she is only the second dog I have had, the last dog I had I was in the 5th or 6th grade. We got Dixie from the animal shelter in Cedar City on Sept. 1, 1999 and Ethan was only 2 1/2 years old. Dixie loved to go for walks, she loved to have you throw balls at her, so she could go fetch them and she loved when Ethan blew bubbles at her, she would jump up and eat them and that was pretty funny when Dixie did that. She hardly ever barked, I only heard her bark a few times. She only barked when she felt threatened or she felt one of us was threatened. She also was a very good dog towards the kids, so that was a plus.
When Zach was born, Ethan wasn't the one who was jeolous, Dixie was the one who was jeolous, so it was pretty funny that a dog would act that way. Dixie just loved to be a part of things and she was the best. As the years went by, Dixie was getting older and so things weren't the same. She didn't play as much as she used to, she just slept alot, well most dogs do that and she also didn't eat as much either. She got many tumors all over her, the vet did tell us, as certain types of dogs get older, they get tumors and it doesn't mean she had cancer.
When Thanksgiving came around last year, we usually don't go anywhere for Thanksgiving, but last year we went to Spanish Fork where my sister lives and so I forgot to call the kennel. I called the kennel, but all of them were filled up, so I had to call kennels up in Spanish Fork and I found one that Dixie could stay at. The drive up to Spanish Fork was okay and Dixie did okay. We dropped her off at the Kennel in Spanish Fork and we went to my sister's. The Monday after Thanksgiving, we picked up Dixie. I went inside to get Dixie and one of the workers went to go get her. Usually, I can hear her running, cause she wants out and wants to see us. Well, this was different, she was walking very slowly and I noticed she had paint on her behind. I grabbed the leash and walked her to the van and it looked like Dixie couldn't see where she was going. Will had to lift her in the van and I guess the ride went okay. We were finally home, so Will got Dixie and put her in the house and she just was laying there and she was also shaking, so we really knew something was wrong with her. After we ate lunch, I called the Vet and all I said was, "I think my dog is dying" and we were able to bring her in right then. Ethan took a few pictures of Dixie and Ethan stayed with Zach and Connor, so Will and I took Dixie to the Vet.
The vet weighed her first and for a Golden Retriever/Golden Lab, she is suppose to weigh around 90 lbs., but she weighed only 45 lbs and that is not good at all. The vet also looked at all of her tumors and he said that the tumors are probably cancer. The Vet left, so Will and I could talk about it, to see what we wanted to do. We thought the best thing to do, was put her down. Probably the hardest thing I had to do, was call Ethan. I told him that Dixie wasn't coming home, that we had to put her down and I could tell that he was upset, but Ethan has had Dixie, since he was 2 1/2 years old. Will & I stayed, while the vet put her down and it was very sad. We said goodbye to Dixie and the vet was going to take care of the rest for us, so we didn't have to. It was a very sad day, but Dixie wouldn't be suffering anymore. WE LOVED DIXIE, SHE WAS THE BEST DOG EVER.




