Like many kids, my son had been wanting a dog for some time. As Chris approached his 12th birthday, I figured he might be ready to take on the responsibility, and could benefit from the experience…little did I know! After a bit of searching, we found Roxy, or rather she found Chris. While sitting in the yard with several puppies from the litter, Roxy was so curious and attentive, she and Chris hit it off right away.
As soon as she was old enough to attend puppy classes, we were there…me (the driver), Chris (the owner and trainer), and little sister Cait (the assistant). Roxy loved school and did well…heck, there were treats whenever she did what Chris wanted! Eventually we graduated to more advanced classes, and Roxy and Chris continued to tighten the bond between them. In one class competition, Chris was instructed to give consecutive commands to Roxy…and the winner would be the dog and owner who reached the highest number. Every other dog in the class had gotten bored and wandered off, but when Roxy exceeded 100 consecutive commands executed perfectly, the instructor (tired of waiting) declared that Roxy and Chris were the undisputed winners!
Aside from the dog obedience classes, Chris walked Roxy every morning and after school, fed her, bathed her, and trained her to potty in one spot outside (to make his job easier)…as promised! Admittedly, Roxy had to cooperate with this regime, so kudos to her, but the boy had to follow through. And they became the best of friends. She joined us in the car for after school and sports pickups and all his friends came to know Roxy and crowded the car to shower her with love.
Friends and neighbors took notice of Chris and Roxy…”what a dog!…what a boy!” One day I got a call from a friend, telling me of an eight year old boy who was dying of bone cancer. His parents wanted to grant his wish of a puppy, and had heard about Chris and his dog. They wondered where we’d gotten Roxy so they could get one for their son, Matthew. As we chatted, I realized this little guy had no more than six months to live, and that time would include many trips to Lucille Packard Children’s Hospital for treatment. I didn’t see how a puppy was going to fit in that equation. When Chris and Cait got home from school that day, I told them about the phone call. They agreed that a new puppy would be a handful for a boy with only one leg…who would also be busy going back and forth to the hospital. We agreed that we would share Roxy with Matthew and his family…so Matthew could enjoy training and playing with a dog, without having to raise a puppy!
Roxy adapted well to her second family and to Matthew’s limitations. She was patient as Matthew walked her in the neighborhood, waited at the bottom of the stairs for him to come down every morning, and would rest her head on Matthew when he was too weak to get up and play. Matthew’s wish to have a puppy became a reality, and Roxy was the perfect fit.
Sadly, after about four months, Matthew passed away. I can only imagine how it feels to lose a child, and this little guy had such an amazing spirit and positive outlook…I know he’ll never be forgotten. And for the last ten years or so, Roxy has often reminded us of Matthew…and to be thankful for the lives we’ve been given. She continued to love her walks, treats, affection…and Chris.
Last week, after fifteen special years, our beloved Roxy said goodbye. She will be remembered as a remarkable dog…who had a good life…with two very special boys. We miss you, Roxy!


