Bronson – Always in our Hearts
My sweet baby boy, Bronson (tag #1186) crossed over the Rainbow Bridge last Thursday, April 18, 2019. It was a hard decision but one that I needed to make. He was 12 yrs old. He had a mass on his spleen and liver. He gave me so much love and lived life to it’s fullest even with his disabilities.
Bronson’s rescue story:
Bronson came into rescue on February, 2008. He was one of five puppies we received from an owner who couldn’t keep them. They were the first litter of puppies the rescue took in. There were four females and Bronson. Bronson was the runt of the litter weighing in at 16 lbs at the age of 3 months. His sisters were twice as big. He was fostered by Evelyn Conley for a couple of months then I became his foster mom. Ron and I adopted Bronson on May of 2008. He was our first golden we adopted from the rescue.
As Bronson grew I noticed he was having issues getting up and walking. We found out he had bilateral elbow dysplasia, bilateral medial patellar luxations with angular limb deformities. He was in bad shape… to say the least. We realized that he wasn’t getting any better. We had to make a decision to either put him down or go ahead with the surgeries. We decided to have the surgeries.
Bronson recovered from his multiple surgeries, had water therapy, laser therapy and acupuncture. He was the big brother for countless foster dogs (puppies to seniors) we took in. He loved his daily walks with his siblings. Everyone in the neighborhood loved Bronson and he loved people. He as a very happy boy who kept his sweet baby face. As the years came and went he began to loose muscle mass in his back legs, but still went out for his daily walks. About a month ago his started slowing down, wasn’t interested in eating, getting harder to get up on his own to go outside to potty. After an over night stay at the vets where he seemed to be feeling better he came home. But after two weeks of trying to entice him to eat it came to a point where Ron and I had to make the hard decision to let him go. I took him to my vet last Thursday in the early morning and he went very peacefully to play with his fellow goldens at the Rainbow Bridge.
Bronson will be in my heart always – rest in peace my baby boy.