Hey guys, Ranveer here. I know you were probably expecting this post to be about our final day in Barcelona, but don’t worry! That will be up very soon. I promise.
I just wanted to talk about my dog, Wesco, somewhere. I figured this blog would be a good place to do that. If you have watched some of our videos on YouTube then you may have heard loud barking noises in the background and that was from my 2 german shepherd dogs: Wesco and Kira.
Wesco is the larger dog of the two, in the picture. The little black puppy is not Kira. He was our other puppy at the time but he now lives with our family friend.
Today, at 5:50pm, I overheard my brother and cousin talking about how my dad would be taking Wesco to the vet. Around 6 months ago, we found out that Wesco was suffering from cancer. I immediately burst into tears at the thought of losing him after being with him for so long. Since hearing the news, his condition became worse and he developed an ear infection and well...he just wasn’t as active as he used to be.
He has been a part of our family since 2005, when my dad drove to Germany with my brother to pick him up. Not once have we ever put him on a leash or used a collar. He is probably the most well-trained dog I will ever come across in my life. So obedient. So loving. So caring. He was always there to take care of us and to protect us. He was with me for half of my life. He saw me grow up.
As I said before, I found out that he would be taken to the vet and went straight to my dad to ask if this was true. He told me it was true and that there was a possibility that he wouldn’t be returning home with us. I ran upstairs, grabbed my shoes, and went straight to the car.
We made our way to the vet and sat in the waiting room for a while and it gave me a chance to reflect on the memories with Wesco. I have had so many dogs throughout my life, but Wesco has been with us for the longest. I’m rambling on now and this post will become really long if I keep going at this rate and I’m sure you all know where this story is leading to.
He has been suffering for a long time now, and it has been really hard to watch. The vet told us that it was time to put him down and that it was for the best. We had a couple of minutes to say our goodbyes and then it was time for us to leave.
I’m not sure how I managed to type this without it being a complete mess. I apologise for the spelling mistakes and the missing punctuation etc. but I just honestly can’t write this without stopping to get more tissues and wiping my eyes.
Wesco vom Gleisenauer Schloß, your father was a champion and may have won best dog in 2000, but from 2005 onwards, in my eyes, that title has belonged to you. I love you. You will be remembered forever.
February 13th 2003 - August 19th 2014
RIP xxx
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