Boskoe is in Doggy Heaven.

Boskoe

Age 9, April 21, 2000 - October 21, 2009

To the best and most protective dog in the world

Nickname: Bos

Boskoe picked me to be his friend, not the other way around. He was born on my family's farm. My mom was raising labs and he was from one of her last litters of pups. Boskoe and I loved each other from the start. I lived away from the homeplace, yet I always was going there. I and my son Cody spent alot of time playing with Bos, his brother Bonsei and other siblings. I wasn't able to bring Bos home with me until he was paid for and was by then 6 months old. He was afraid of thunder and lightning even up to the day we lost him. I think it hit close to him while he was at the farm, anything loud and he'd freak out. I started giving him drops for it once I found out they made them. It helped calm him down, which was great. He would shake like crazy and always ran and hid in the bathroom with no window. I could always find him in the tub or in my son Cody's room under the tv desk hiding.
He was with me whenever I could take him with me for rides. He was extremely protective of his home and his family. He never let me out of his sight when possible. My husband always said Boskoe was my shadow since he was always by my side or following me everywhere I went.
Boskoe meant the world to me. He had his behavior issues like any other dog does. Like aggression at times. All in all he was a great, loving and faithful companion to me and his family. He loved to play with all of his toys, and loved playing with balls.
He was extremely smart and picked up on everything I taught him easily. He knew when we were near his birthplace. He would sit up in the back seat. He'd wait patiently to get out and run around the farm. He loved the farm, born and buried there. He's under a tree where he and I sat many times when I wanted to be alone.
He got a huge tumor on his butt that got to the size of a large orange. I took him in to get an estimate of what it would cost to remove it. They gave him a distemper shot while he was sick. He couldn't eat, lost so much weight, in a weeks time. It all started after that shot, he went downhill fast after that. I couldn't afford the bill to take him to have the surgery. Even though I couldn't afford to fix my best friend. Didn't mean I didn't love him with all my heart.
I knew I only had one way to end his his pain and suffering. I made the appointment . My son and his girlfriend come home to say goodbye and to be there for him and I. The day and night before, we spent it all with Boskoe. He was weak and he knew what I had to do. I hurt now thinking of what my poor Boskoe endured. It wrenches my heart because I miss him so much.
I know I will see my friend again. He was my best friend and always will be. The day we had to take him to the vet for the last time nearly tore my heart out. My Boskoe knew where and what was to happen. He always loved to ride. That morning he would not go near the truck. He tried to balk from getting in the truck by growling and not moving. He was lifted in the truck by me after I talked to him. Boskoe laid on the floor board looking up at me so sad, it tore me apart. I talked to him and then he was gone forever. The three of us cried our eyes out all the way to the farm. He's in a better place where he is young, happy and carefree again. I love My Boskoe more than anything!!! He was my very best friend, he was always there for me. I and my family will never forget you Boskoe. You took a piece of me with you the day I lost you. I will miss you until I see you again, when I'm called home again. I LOVE YOU BOSKOE.
your family and friends loved you too.