Why did you have to go so young? Its been 3 months since I held you crying in the floor of the vet hospital and it seems like years my beautiful big boy Rott... I miss so much your agressive bark next to the fence by the front door when the bell rings. Sometimes I wonder, why isn't Thor barking and then,,,, I remember. The silence and the pain of your pen with your name etched in concrete memorializes the silence. Rene Matt and Grandma miss you also. We all do, terribly. You were so young when cancer took you. But so was your other relatives when lymphoma took their lives. Only 5 years old and when I saw the growth on your leg I knew. When it was confirmed, cancer, I am sorry I could not hold you when you took your last breath. You were already sedated with me there because you hated the vet. But the vet cared for you. As you fell asleep so she could examine you I hope the peace took over then. I was devistated and just could not stay to feel the life taken from you. I'm truly sorry Thor, but I love you and always will. You were an awesome, Big Boy. I think and cry about you every day. Maybe some guilt too, for not sticking out the entire ordeal. Please forgive me... You were so full of life and vigor and would of gave your life for us. we love and miss you baby. I hope someday to put my arms around your 36 inch neck again and kiss your face with the little scar on your nose from your mother atacking you at birth. bottle feeding you was a joy and you are truly a awesome dog. MY DOG. Love you, mommie