Larry - PTL Laroach – 2/24/2007 to 8/2/2020. I cannot believe I lost him 2 weeks after losing Zeke. Our sweet Lare Bear is home and with us and Zeke again. Larry was our 2nd of three “bounces” (had been previously adopted and returned) and our 3rd greyhound adopted through GPA-WI. He raced 106 times and retired in April of 2010. His first home returned him to GPA-WI in November 2010 and in December he injured his ACL and went to the BEST foster home ever, to Bob and Ellen Paulus – where he recovered from his injury for 6 months. We had lost our Rainey in March and felt ready to open our hearts again to another greyhound (and Nube needed a buddy). Larry became our boy on 6/11/2011. When we lost Nube in September of 2012, we adopted Zeke to be Larry’s buddy in January of 2013. They became good friends and had lots and lots of adventures together – all the way to Florida in 2015, GPA-WI Galas, GO reunions and tons and tons of walkies.
Larry’s back end went out back in February, just a week before his 13th birthday. He was so bad that we had made the appointment to let him go that Saturday the 22nd – but made one last attempt with a new drug, Amantadine. In 2 days he was doing much better and we got another 5 ½ months with our sweet Larry. We knew every day was a gift and our time was limited but I sure had hoped it wouldn’t be so soon after losing Zeke.
I had noticed Larry was going downhill fairly rapidly in the past couple weeks but he was not in pain and still ALWAYS hungry and happy. Larry was always at the living room gate (Bruce slept on the couch in the living room on the first floor with him EVERY NIGHT since February as he was unable to do the stairs to go up to the bedroom anymore) at 6:10am for his breakfast – he LOVED food. Sunday morning, when I came down, he didn’t get off his bed and I knew something was wrong. He finally did and he did not want his breakfast – Bruce took him out and when he came back in he stumbled going up the 2 steps into the kitchen and it was then that I noticed something was NOT right. He was acting like he had had a stroke.
It became apparent that his back end had gone again and as each hour passed it became more and more difficult for him to get up, move and even get comfortable. We made the hard decision to let him be free from declining body – I did NOT want to go through what we did with Zeke with him - and I called every mobile vet I could find and no one could come out. We fashioned a ramp and was able to get him into the car and the vets at Elk Grove Evet were kind enough to let him pass in the back of my van, as he was TERRIFIED of the vets and it would have made things so much worse on him. Right before they administered the sedative, Larry laid his sweet head down on my leg and literally closed his eyes. He was telling me he was ready. His passing was very peaceful.
I am so grateful we had over 9 years with our Lare Bear and very grateful we got all that additional time with him this year. I loved ALL my dogs very much but Larry, well he was just MY Bear.
To say our hearts are broken is an understatement. Everything reminds me of him and Zeke and I am trying to focus on just the good memories.
You were and always will be very, very loved, Larry. I know you found Zeke, and Rainey and Nube and Chester, Captain and Remy. Have fun until we see you again. Love you more than anything, Baby Bear.