Rambo was not my dog. I met him in 2003 when I started working for the ACO. The guy I worked with was Rambo's daddy. Rambo was a sweet, overweight, old Labrador that I fell in love with the moment I met him. About 3 months after I met him, my friend called me frantically one night... Rambo had been hit by a car and was paralyzed. He rushed him to the vet, where it was advised he euthanize his buddy... but he couldn't do it. He told the vet to do whatever necessary to save his boy. So the vet did his best and through our constant care, Rambo bounced back. I went out to his house often to help him move Rambo, we had to carry him outside and turn him over often to keep him from getting sores. Slowly, he regained his ability to walk. Over the past few years, Rambo developed asthma, but was still the happiest, friendliest dog.
I just received a message from my friend, Rambo passed away today at the age of 18. He was a faithful friend, the sweetest dog I have ever known and he will be greatly missed by everyone who knew him. This is the only picture I have of Rambo, that my friend sent to me last year.
RIP my sweet boy 1989 to 4/20/07.
I just received a message from my friend, Rambo passed away today at the age of 18. He was a faithful friend, the sweetest dog I have ever known and he will be greatly missed by everyone who knew him. This is the only picture I have of Rambo, that my friend sent to me last year.
RIP my sweet boy 1989 to 4/20/07.