Cyrus was born 10/31/2013 and came into my life 10/13/2019. I saw his face, and our souls were one. Cyrus was a chocolate Australian Labradoodle. He was a retired dog from the breeder and was the calmest soul. He came to work with me, and then COVID hit.
During that time, Cyrus learned to go on walks. We hated fireworks together and would escape the city during the 4th, explored off-leash dog parks, and he had a love-hate relationship with the car but loved where it took him. He took swim lessons… but alas, even with his breed, he was not a swimmer. He learned to be a dog at the most wonderful pet sitter down the street, where he formed a very special bond with her son and had sleepovers. His littermate sister also lives down the street, which is pretty cool. Cyrus’ love for food and tennis balls was unmatched! He’s my trash panda!
Cyrus loved people, family, friends, and my patients and coworkers. Last year, I went back to work in person, which meant Cyrus was ready to go back to work also. He was so loved by everyone in the building and made days easier for so many people. Patients come back and ask where he is, and that’s going to be hard for a long time.
Medically, Cyrus had a rough go of it with pancreatitis, spleen removal, and heart arrhythmias. In the last 4-6 weeks of his life, he was diagnosed with cancer. We found Caring Pathways for palliative care and ultimately euthanasia, and they were such a gift. They were there for me, but also for Cyrus, helping both of us feel more comfortable and supported during his final weeks. When it was time for him to cross the rainbow bridge, Dr. Jill came and made a very difficult time bearable.
My very best buddy was sent to CSU Vet School with his baby ball (a small, worn tennis ball, his favorite) and a Hershey Kiss. He will continue to help others, which is what he does best.
Thank you to everyone who was part of Cyrus’ life. He loved everyone he met. ❤️🐶🌈
