Alex, was not sick for very long before he past. A few months prior to 09/21/10, Alex, one morning started to have blood in his drool, and at first I thought maybe he injuried his tooth or bit his mouth in some way. After, it went on for a little while it stopped and a few weeks later it started again, so I called my vet and he said it probably is his tooth and it was nothing to be concerned about. It went on a while longer and I felt uneasy about it so I called another vet and he said the same thing. Then a short time after that he started not wanting to eat. Which for his breed food was always, everything. I took him to see the vet immediately, they did bloodwork and ran some other tests and said he had some type of worms in his stomach, but was quite anemic. I was sent home with medication and was told he would be fine. Not even two weeks later, he past.
The day he past, he seemed to feel okay, that morning he wanted to play and ate fair. Me and my husband left for work for that morning, thinking everything was fine. My husband usually, gets home before I do. Well, when my husband came home that afternoon, he found Alex, laying in a weird position and new something was not right, he was not barking or moving. He went over to him and found he has past. My husband called me at work and said something really bad has happened and I said what tell me and he just could not seem to get the words out. Then he said Alex, past. My heart stopped and a part of me died at that very moment . I work twenty-six miles from home and that was the longest ride of my life. I just wanted to get home to see my Alex. When I finally arrived home I ran over to him, I fell to my knees, wrapped my arms and body around him and cried over him for hours.
In the morning me and husband put him in the car, took him to the vet and had him cremated.
I keep my Alex's ashes in my office at work and I kiss them every morning when I come into my office and every night when I leave for the day.
It has been over a year now, since he past and most times the pain still feels like just yesterday. I cry for him a lot. I just cannot seem to accept his death.
The breeder that I purchased him from was sort of a friend. I kept in touch with her now and then. When I told her what had happened she gave me another Saint Bernard that was already grown free of charge. Thinking it would make me feel not so sad for the holidays. I named him AJ. AJ is a wonderful baby and in some respects he resembles Alex, with some of his marking, but replacing Alex, that just is not happening.
Last Christmas I did not put up a tree or decorations, my heart was just not in it. The holidays, this year I am dreading as well.
Hopefully, as time goes on things will get easier.

I LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY HEART ALEX, AND I HOPE YOU ARE HAVING FUN PLAYING WITH ALL THE OTHER PRECIOUS BABIES. ME AND YOU WILL CROSS RAINBOW BRIDGE TOGETHER HAND IN PAW. XOXOXO