On March 20, 2007, we received this heartfelt memorial from Robert Cappiello for his beloved boy, Kasey.

 



My pretty Golden Boy passed upon the bridge on March 16, 2007. His story is that of love, companionship and devotion. A true champion of the heart. Such a beautiful and kind friendlike no other I have ever had.

He was born in Florida and loved to swim in the ocean and intracoastal waterways with his Golden brother Rocky. An expert. He traveled with us and moved 11 times in his life and adjusted well. He was just happy to be loved and "play ball" with his favorite racquet balls.

Endlessly he would play or swim until he exhausted me. We shared hot days, cold days, wet days and snowy days. He loved his morning "rub down" and his walks. I walked him faithfully daily for almost 13 years. He stayed by my side without the need or use of a leash. He was my smart pretty boy.

Cancer started to feast on him 18 months ago. Lymphoma. He deserved the best treatment which he gotchemotherapy. He temporarily beat his adversarybut the beast returned to grow silently in his abdomen without detection.

One usual routine daywalks, ball playing, petting, loving. Kasey was returning his favorite ball so slowly. I thoughtanother small injuryhe always tried to play like he was a puppy. That night, he had trouble walking so we gave him some muscle relaxers (which was part of his usual medication profile). I sensed that it was just a simple injury but I was wrong.

Kasey could not arise in the morning. We loved him and stretchered him to the vet. He was dying. My little Golden Boy was dying. How could that be? He was supposed to be with me everydayhe was the enjoyment of my life. He had a tumor that burst. He was bleeding to death in my arms.

The most difficult decision. Let my little friend go to the bridge. We petted himtalked with himloved himtold him what a good little boy he was. I held him with his eyes looking into mine while he was given his last injection. I felt a soft breeze of love from his last breath.

Goodbye Kasey . .  .we are so sad and miss you so.


 


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