O my,,that is good. If anyone wants to leave a pet story, bring it on,,got plenty of tissue here..................
I put my dog down this morning
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A quote I came across a while ago:
He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog.
You are his life, his love, his leader.
He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart.
You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion.
I've had 3 dogs in my life. Two had to be put down for health reasons. My dad was with me for the second one. Once in my lifetime that I had seen my dad cry.
He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog.
You are his life, his love, his leader.
He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart.
You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion.
I've had 3 dogs in my life. Two had to be put down for health reasons. My dad was with me for the second one. Once in my lifetime that I had seen my dad cry.
Best friends are always hard to lose. Been there, too.
He's chasin' rabbits in tall cotton somewhere... Smile and remember.
He's chasin' rabbits in tall cotton somewhere... Smile and remember.
Sorry to hear that, may all the dogs you guys had rest in peace.
I am very sorry for your loss, as others have said its not easy at all. I had Luke (15 yr old boxer) put down last year. It was terrible. I now have 2 of his puppies (now 7 yrs old) and my parents have 3 of their brothers and sisters which I think makes it easier but it still is very hard. I cried too. I don't think thats weak. I hope you feel better soon and I do think another dog would help.
I just lost my kitten Tatiana last month. Well, she was three and a half years old, but still bounded around like a kitten, and she never grew very big. First pneumonia, then what amounted to a heart attack -- the emergency vet suspected cardiomyopathy.
My place seems terribly empty without her. I've adopted another, adult cat, but he's still in the "I'd prefer to hide under the bed for now, thanks anyway" stage, and so not having the frequent company of the little tomboy kitten is depressing. Of course you're going to miss your dogs, and a lot. They were your friends.
My place seems terribly empty without her. I've adopted another, adult cat, but he's still in the "I'd prefer to hide under the bed for now, thanks anyway" stage, and so not having the frequent company of the little tomboy kitten is depressing. Of course you're going to miss your dogs, and a lot. They were your friends.
Deepest condolences, dogs are truly ones best friend. They are with you through highs and lows. I saw this video a few months back, its a sad video, but very nicely made. http://vimeo.com/8191217
Wow, I'm so sorry for your loss... I don't even want to think about having to one day lose our dog and two cats.
We got Tanner from SOS (Save Our Snoopys) Beagle rescue when he was 5 months old. He was the most beautiful tri-color beagle I have every seen. Typical beagle puppy, into everything. I threatened to take him back to the rescue more than once. Once past the puppy stage, he was my best friend and constant companion. Unlike most beagles, I could let him outside without a leash and he would not run off. That took some training with treats for coming when called. My wife said he would NEVER be allowed in the bed with us, well you know how that worked out. He slept at the foot of the bed every night. In cold weather, he would crawl and root his way under the covers. He liked to hide under the bed and wait for us to "find" him and he would wag his tail off and come out for some petting. We could leave him alone in the house for hours and he never got into trouble. He would go fishing with us and ride on the bow of the boat; looked like a hood ornament. I could go on and on about the fun times. Then one day about 2 years ago, he was playing chase with my sister's wiener dog and jumped off the couch. He landed while turning in the air. We didn't notice anything at first, he just stopped playing. He was lethargic the rest of the day and the next day, did not want to go for his walk or even go outside. When I picked him up, he let out a yelp as if hit. Took him to the vet; said he had ruptured a disc in his back; gave him a shot and some steroids for swelling. By the end of the day, he could not stand, only push himself up on his front legs. Talked to my vet and he said this was not going to get better. That night, I slept next to him on the floor. Next morning I took him to the vet. Hardest thing I have ever done. Started crying like a baby while asking the vet how the injection would work. Cried all the way home and the next few days I couldn't talk about him without crying. I still miss him terribly and always will.
I offer you my sympathy.
A dog is a real family member, very much like one of the kids.
A good dog is a trustworthy friend and protector.
When our Pyr went into a rapid decline, I was so glad that he died in his (our) house of natural causes.
It would have been worse for all of us to have to have had him put down.
It may seem silly, but my wife and I and our two sons remember the dog as we would any other family member.
He was a sweet and loyal companion, as well as a fierce protector, as any Pyrenees owner knows.
I am sorry for your loss.
A dog is a real family member, very much like one of the kids.
A good dog is a trustworthy friend and protector.
When our Pyr went into a rapid decline, I was so glad that he died in his (our) house of natural causes.
It would have been worse for all of us to have to have had him put down.
It may seem silly, but my wife and I and our two sons remember the dog as we would any other family member.
He was a sweet and loyal companion, as well as a fierce protector, as any Pyrenees owner knows.
I am sorry for your loss.
Beautiful dog.
Yeah, these types of things are hard to get past.
We tragically lost our 16 year old border collie in october. It wasn't any way that you want your reliable old-timer to go.
Yeah, these types of things are hard to get past.
We tragically lost our 16 year old border collie in october. It wasn't any way that you want your reliable old-timer to go.
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Beautiful dog.
Yeah, these types of things are hard to get past.
We tragically lost our 16 year old border collie in october. It wasn't any way that you want your reliable old-timer to go.
Condolences.
It's never easy.
Beautiful dog.
Yeah, these types of things are hard to get past.
We tragically lost our 16 year old border collie in october. It wasn't any way that you want your reliable old-timer to go.
Condolences.
It's never easy.
Dogs are special. I'm a strong guy, physically and emotionally, but remembering a past dog can bring me to tears.
My current dog has put up living with me for 9 years, 5 of those years it was just the 2 of us. I've talked and shared a few times about her. She's absolutely the best.
She's facing surgery next Tuesday for a mast cell tumor in her hind leg. She's never had surgery before and it's a scary thing for me. I took a week off of work to be home with her afterward. I just hope she pulls through and returns to her normal, happy life.
My current dog has put up living with me for 9 years, 5 of those years it was just the 2 of us. I've talked and shared a few times about her. She's absolutely the best.
She's facing surgery next Tuesday for a mast cell tumor in her hind leg. She's never had surgery before and it's a scary thing for me. I took a week off of work to be home with her afterward. I just hope she pulls through and returns to her normal, happy life.
Nice animals. I dread that day, we have two Beagles that we dearly love.
It's tough, but you have to stay rational and keep some perspective. No doubt everyone here offers their pet an excellent life and should have no regrets when the time is over. All the love in the world simply cannot turn back the clock.
10 days ago, we said goodbye to Goldie. Two days later, I left to pick up her ashes and got a call from my wife. She had a puppy that the girl across the street needed a home for. I arrived home with the ashes to a new puppy. We had already discussed what type of dog could possibly get alone with our other two, a male and female 60lbs and very dominate. It would need to be a puppy for the old girl dog to accept it and a female for the old male to accept. That's what this dog was, a perfect fit, 4 month old little female. She has an injured eye and it may not recover fully.
I think young dogs learn a lot from older ones, esp how to behave. So, it seems to make some sense to have a bit of overlap in your various dog's age. In this case, all of our 3 old dogs were about 14-16 years old. They keep each other company too. This played out in an odd way....
A day or two of being kind of bad, the male dog Kona taught the new puppy, Zooey some manners. Everything is going well, except my wife calls me again, a big mass on Twister the old girl's gum.
Went to the vet and it was a fiasco. Bottom line is that Twister's xrays show no body tomours and she is perky and healthy, so I'm not going to spend $1000s of dollars to cut her up. She's home and warming up to the puppy, at 16.5. I was upset, but going thru the Goldie thing made me stronger, and the puppy gives me hope. Life is cycle we cannot break.
10 days ago, we said goodbye to Goldie. Two days later, I left to pick up her ashes and got a call from my wife. She had a puppy that the girl across the street needed a home for. I arrived home with the ashes to a new puppy. We had already discussed what type of dog could possibly get alone with our other two, a male and female 60lbs and very dominate. It would need to be a puppy for the old girl dog to accept it and a female for the old male to accept. That's what this dog was, a perfect fit, 4 month old little female. She has an injured eye and it may not recover fully.
I think young dogs learn a lot from older ones, esp how to behave. So, it seems to make some sense to have a bit of overlap in your various dog's age. In this case, all of our 3 old dogs were about 14-16 years old. They keep each other company too. This played out in an odd way....
A day or two of being kind of bad, the male dog Kona taught the new puppy, Zooey some manners. Everything is going well, except my wife calls me again, a big mass on Twister the old girl's gum.
Went to the vet and it was a fiasco. Bottom line is that Twister's xrays show no body tomours and she is perky and healthy, so I'm not going to spend $1000s of dollars to cut her up. She's home and warming up to the puppy, at 16.5. I was upset, but going thru the Goldie thing made me stronger, and the puppy gives me hope. Life is cycle we cannot break.
This poem made the pain easier to cope with for me:
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
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When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
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