02/11/2024
💔 Rest in peace Greyson Murciélago 💔 31 August 2013 - 10 February 2024. Gone but never forgotten
A little over 10 years ago you came home with me on this blanket, and yesterday we sent it with you to the Rainbow Bridge, along with your favourite rhino stuffie (this was probably Rhino #20, I have lost count but you’ve had one since the very beginning).
Being a mother means loving another unconditionally and with your whole heart and soul. 💜 Now both are broken without you here. Letting you go was an impossible decision but above all, we could not let you suffer. And as tough as you were and as well as you hid it, we knew the truth at the end.
Your time here was a roller coaster and you braved it all with more courage than I could have ever expected out of a little 25 pound nugget. Through it all, you were always the sweetest and happiest boy. You touched so many during your time here and were so loved by them all. It really is overwhelming when I think about how many complete strangers cared for you… how many strangers became friends because of their love for you. We appreciate all of the love and support we got from all of our friends and family!!!! ❤️
Your life was turned around when I got divorced and moved from Texas back to the east coast. You went missing for an agonizingly long 7 days before you were miraculously returned. You had a tough battle with IVDD, with neurology appointments and bi weekly PT, meds, crate rest and a complete upheaval of your activities and exercise. Your beautiful bat ear was threatened by a hematoma which would have caused it to flop over. You would be so handsome either way but I’m glad I kept going back to have it checked and drained. And finally two separate operations to remove mast cell tumors from your back leg. The decision to opt out of chemo after the last one came back grade 3/very aggressive was a very hard one and I will probably always struggle with the choices that were made after that. But they said 50% chance for 6-12 months with weekly chemo, plus more meds, constant bloodwork, and ultrasounds (ie more anesthesia = more risk). We didn’t want whatever time we had left with you to be in and out of the hospital. The tumor returned the week of my birthday in mid-November and we were devastated. They had warned us due to the location of the tumor, getting wide enough margins was unlikely, so putting you through another surgery just didn’t make sense to us. There was also the fear that it had spread to your organs (tho at the time of the surgery in July everything was clear). January 18th marked 6 months since the prognosis so we tried to think positive: anything we got beyond this was an absolute blessing. By then other tumors had popped up all over your body… I prayed that because they were all external that meant everything inside was all clear!! Your behavior and habits hadn’t changed so we stayed hopeful. The tumors continued growing larger, more popped up nearly every day it seemed. The larger ones would split open and bleed/leak everywhere. All we could do was keep them clean as the locations made them impossible to bandage. At last count, a total of 31, most ranging in size of a pencil eraser to a gumball, a few the size of a small egg, and the first and largest, an orange. How you didn’t show more discomfort truly was a testament to how stoic you were.
This week you slowed down a lot… no real interest in playing anymore, it became clear even you couldn’t hide the pain anymore. Admitting it was time was literally nauseating for me. We took you for car rides, you ate cheeseburgers and French fries, Dad grilled a bacon grease-seasoned t-bone steak just for you with a sweet potato. You played with the neighbors 85lb pitbull then played ball in the front yard that we had built all for you. Dad made you a roaring fire in the fire pit and you laid at the base of it, enjoying all the heat while you chewed occasionally on a new antler until you wanted to climb on my lap to sleep.
Saturday was the worst day ever. Knowing what was coming was unbearable, and I could do nothing but watch the clock, anxiously calculating the hours and minutes we had left together. The doctor came here to our house that afternoon so you could be as comfortable as possible. I gave you some chocolate because every dog should have that experience! I laid beside you as the sedative and pain meds started to kick in and your body relaxed. You lay awake on your bed as I whispered in your ear that you were the bestest boy and that I loved you so very much. In a choked voice I sang you the song I made up for you as a baby. I told you to run for the bridge when you saw it, and that Grandad would be there waiting for you. I asked you to please give him a big kiss for me. 💔 Your snoring slowed and I put my face close to yours, my breaths becoming yours. As you exhaled for the last time on this earth, I felt sense of peace and calm came over me. It was very brief but I hope that was your way of telling me that you were going to be alright. 🥺
We are lost without you Bubbas. The house is so empty now and everywhere we look we are reminded of your absence. 😭😭😭😭 Thank you for the honor of being your parents. We will love and remember you always Greyson. 💔 Until we meet again baby boy. 🙏🏻🌈
