Greyhounds leave paw prints all over your heart!!

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"Coy" Pidek

Coy is cat workable if you know what you are doing. Coy was adopted by Anne Pidek on May 17, 2004.
On September 29, 2008 a little after 9 am we helped Coy to the Bridge. He told me on Saturday when Ben was gone to Cedar Point, and he loved Ben the best so I am sure that is why he waited until Ben was gone. He told me when he didn't finish his breakfast (the first time ever), when he was crying out in pain, when he was pacing because he couldn't get comfortable, and when he barked at Foose for being on his bed; poor Foose, Coy always found another place to lay down if a cat or another dog was on his bed. We increased his tramadol (ultram) for pain and tried to keep him comfortable until Monday so he could go to the vet he knows with the vet techs that he loves. Yesterday he had leftover Zehnders chicken, buttered noodles, mashed potatoes, and gravy mixed all together. We had been adding things to his food to get him to eat – whipped cream, tomato soup, chicken broth. He had Twinkies and Oreos 2 of his less than healthy favorites. I did not realize just how much weight he had lost until friends came to see him last night and remarked that there was nothing left of him. He hasn't been able to sleep at night. He just didn't have a good quality of life. He went peacefully with Ben and I petting him and telling him how much we loved him. He is now pain free and cancer free.
I had no idea how many people he had touched until he was diagnosed with osteosarcoma in early September. He has had so many visitors come to see him and bring him gifts. He has been a foster brother to about 20 GEMs, teaching them the ropes of being a house pet in a quiet, gentle, and patient manner. His only imperfections were his manipulation to get treats/food and his appetite for poker chips, playing cards, and books. He ate both paperbacks and hardcover, fiction and nonfiction – he was nondiscriminatory. His favorite holiday was Halloween; he loved to lick the kids' noses; after all, they were just the right height. He was the best dog in the world, and Ben put it so well when he said, "I wouldn't have traded these last 4 and a half years for any other ending." The joy in all this is that Coy is no longer suffering, which was much harder to see and to deal with.
Run free, sweet Coy Boy, we will always love you! And even though you are not here with us physically, you live on in our hearts, and we will never, ever forget you!