I’ve had so much on my mind these last few days…actually, let me clarify. Tucket has been on my mind.
If you haven’t ‘met’ (I mean virtually or in person) our black labrador retriever, Tucket, I’ll give you some insider info.
My husband and I came into this marriage more than 8 years ago with a dog each. I had Bogey, my sweet old Golden Retriever, and he had Tucket who at that time was a barely 2-year-old lab, incredibly smart and remarkably well-behaved. Tucket was Andrew’s dog, through and through, but in January 2003, when I became sick and began this journey called Epilepsy, Tucket really became ‘my’ dog. We always marveled at how he could sense seizures. He was not trained to be a seizure alert dog, but he has this amazing quality. He climbs into my lap when my auras begin, sometimes even tugging at my clothes so I know to sit down on a piece of furniture if I’m standing. He’s devoted, incredibly smart and truly loved, even protective, but more than anything, he has made this journey with us from the start. He understands Epilepsy perhaps more than many of the adults I come into contact with!
So, when we found out on Saturday that Tucket has a mast cell tumor–malignant– in the worst place possible…the back leg near the joint, my world, our world, was rocked. And, it’s still shaking. The advice from the oncologist was simple…have the tumor removed, ASAP.
Devotion to our animals continues to amaze me. It’s no wonder they become integral parts of our families. I have a hard time imagining my life with Epilepsy, without Tucket. He’s a friend, a great snuggler, a sounding board (yes, I believe he listens to me), a caregiver and a healer. Everything everyone tells you about animals and their healing power is true. Tucket is not only a great companion, but he is there for me when I need him most. He never judges me or questions my decisions (except maybe when Hayden and I choose to give him one cookie in the morning instead of two!). Hayden and I like to call him ‘Nurse Tucket’ when I’m at my worst.
So, you’ll have to excuse my worry and apprehension while we await the results of surgery scheduled for next Tuesday. It’s just so hard to imagine my life without my 4-legged companion! I bet many of you have similar, if not the same experiences with your pets. My advice today…give them a giant hug and a kiss…you just never know when life with your animal will change forever!
Greg
August 11th, 2010 at 10:29 am
hi Alysse,
I am very sorry to hear about Tucket, and hope that the removal of the tumor goes smoothly and well! My fingers are crossed! I’ve always marvelled at seizure dogs, and while my fiancee teases that that is her role in the relationship (she is able to sense when my nocturnal seizures come on due to changes in breathing and wakes up to help me deal with them), I have always wondered if this is something that can be taught or is just an innate talent that needs to be developed. Mary would love to have a French Bulldog, and if we could find one that doubled as a seizure dog, all the better!
Is “Tucket” by any chance named for “Nantucket?” Just curious!
All the best wishes for a speedy recovery for Tucket, and my thoughts will be with you and yours! Please keep us updated!
Greg
Alysse
August 11th, 2010 at 11:05 am
Greg…
Thanks for your kind comments!
They are truly amazing–dogs. Interestingly, we once had Tucket evaluated (I think it was late 2004) to see if he could indeed be formally trained, but Andrew hunts with him as a bird dog and he’s been trained as such.
Thus, they wouldn’t take him.
Yes, he is named for Nantucket! Andrew used to vacation there, back in the day!!
Alysse
Kathy Marshall
August 11th, 2010 at 1:33 pm
I am so sorry to hear about Tucket. He is a wonderful guy! I have witnessed first hand his protection of you! It was amazing. We wish him a speedy recovery! The power of prayer is amazing, so we will pray hard for all of you!
much love-
Kathy
Marilyn Randolph Tobin
August 11th, 2010 at 2:43 pm
Hi Alyssa,
So sorry to hear about Tucket and I pray the surgery goes well, which I am sure it will. Labradors are incredible animals and very strong. We had two yellow labs that we had before kids. Molly, got the same tumor, though in her flank, not joint. We had it removed and she lived about another 9 years. In fact, cancer is not what ultimately caused her death. She lived to be about 12. Our other yellow had melanoma on his toe and we had to have a good portion of his paw removed. Again, didn’t slow him down and he lived another 5 + years before the cancer returned to his lungs.
I hope this makes you feel a bit better because I know it is very scary. Take care.
Kristin
August 12th, 2010 at 2:24 pm
Alysse, my thoughts are with you, Hayden, Andrew and Tucket — he sounds like a truly incredible friend and blessing to you, and I hope all goes well with his surgery and he has a speedy recovery.
Diana Lee
August 13th, 2010 at 12:13 am
How scary. I rely on my furbabies every single day for comfort and companionship and so much more, so I can relate to how much he means to you. Sending good thoughts for a successful outcome.
Alysse
August 14th, 2010 at 8:07 am
Thank you Kathy!! Isn’t it amazing how life changes in an instant?? Hope to see you very soon.
Alysse
August 14th, 2010 at 8:11 am
Marilyn,
Thank you for this! Yes–it certainly does make me feel better. It’s amazing how a kind, energetic and completely healthy dog can change in an instant with a few words from the vet.
We are praying for a good outcome…
Alysse
Alysse
August 14th, 2010 at 8:11 am
Thank you so much Kristin!