Darby was the first greyhound we ever adopted and we fell in love with him the moment we saw him. He raced as Bearcreek Boss and was affectionately known at the kennel as Dante, but we knew that we would rename him Darby as this was the name we had selected for him years ago. He was the joy of our lives and he taught us to open our hearts again and share our never-ending love with him. Darby was truly the most beautiful boy greyhound ever and he literally defined regal. He was also a very stoic boy who rarely showed pain and was interested and friendly to everyone we saw on the street or that came into our home. Although he would later share his home with Presley and Parker, Darby was still the love of our lives but yet we always said that he would break our hearts.
In the fall of 2009 Darby bounced back from a compound fracture in his right rear leg, which thankfully was able to be repaired by the surgeons. Unfortunately a few months later Darby was diagnosed with Osteosarcoma, something we both always expected to be the underlying cause of the fracture but never talked about. The ever-stoic Darby did well with an amputation and 3 rounds of chemo before his body could no longer support the weight of his rear-end. At that point we knew the time had come to say goodbye to our dear Darby and on July 2 he crossed over the Rainbow Bridge to join Presley in running pain-free through beautiful fields of green grass.
We miss Darby terribly but feel so fortunate to have had him in our family for those 5 short years. Whenever we start to feel that emptiness sinking in, we sing his song (to the tune of “Oh My Darling Clementine”), which allows us to feel him surrounding us with love.
Oh my Darby
Oh my Darby
Oh my Darby greyhound dog
You were black and white forever
Oh my Darby greyhound dog.