I misplaced my candy, candy, stunning boy on the finish of July. It has taken me this lengthy to be write about it.
I adopted Simba (Pendleton) from Labrador Mates of the South in March of 2010.
Simba was the sweetest soul. I had by no means shared such a bond with a canine earlier than. He has a lot empathy. He was additionally probably the most joyful canine I’d ever met. He smiled on a regular basis. He was such an attractive boy.
In 2018, my world fell aside: at a routine verify up, Simba was identified with excessive grade aggressive lymphoma. I made a decision to battle for him as laborious as I may. I known as and pestered scientists and universities. We by no means stopped.
He fought many a battle in opposition to lymphoma and received the warfare.
It was no shock that his nickname on the oncologist was “smiler”.
His journey with lymphoma was outstanding. What a fighter.
His first remission was 14 months. His second remission was 10 months and his final remission was 36 months.
He completely received the warfare, however he couldn’t beat Father Time.
I misplaced him 5 years to the day that he was identified.
My dwelling shouldn’t be the identical, I’ll by no means be the identical. I realized a lot from him. He was my finest pal and my instructor.
He had me from his first smile to the final. I miss him terribly.
Simba was 13.5 years previous
