Like my first post, this one will be about my “Gasthund” Spencer. Over the past four weeks, our relationship grew exponentially… but something else did too. Tumors flared up in his liver and kidneys, metastasizing in just a month. This surprise illness meant that this sweet little baby had to be put down the day I left. The attached photo is our final picture together, when I was leaving, about an hour before the vet arrived to euthanize him. This is how I prefer to remember him: in a brief moment of happiness (shortly after a slobbery kiss) on that last day. Most of his time that day was spent lying on the ground, panting in pain. Some of my best memories in Germany were the quiet ones spent curled up on my bed with him, doing homework or watching Netflix. Now, my saddest memory is with him too. The one star in this night sky was when Hanne thanked me for loving him as if he was my own dog, for giving him a wonderful last month. I hope he is in less pain now.
Süßer Spencer!