I had a dog named Hurricane that was with me every step back and forth to my barn as I made my brew. He was sick when I got home today. I took him to the vet and told them to do what they could do.
My wife took off work and we went to check on him at the vet. He seemed to be doing better at the time but about a hour and a half later he died.....
I'm gonna miss that dog.
"yeah? yeah? the maple flavored kind?" A dog on you tube.
Thanks dad2five, I know in my post it kinda sounds like, Oh well my dog died.. but he was with me ten years and ya can't help but get attached. Thanks again.
"yeah? yeah? the maple flavored kind?" A dog on you tube.
Indeed. That's the worst part. They are part of your family, but their time is short and they are gone way too quickly. Hell, I miss my dog more than some other family members that have passed away.
My sincere condolences. My best 4 pawed buddy died years ago and I still think of him daily. They live way too short a life. I hope yours joins mine in the stars and they are having fun lookin down.
"It came to me that every time I lose a dog, they take a piece of my heart
with them, and every new dog who comes into my life gifts me with a piece of
their heart. If I live long enough, all the components of my heart will be
dog, and I will become as generous and loving as they are."
sry for ur lost. i had to give away my two dogs after 6 years with the oldest. man did that hurt.. if it makes u feel better i would rather have my dogs with me the most of my family . beside my kid. i like dogs better then people, they may shit on ur rug but they dont bitch about u not picking it up till morning .... and when i get home they did what i want them to do for the day. unlike my old lady.
if you cant build a paper airplane, then leave the rocket alone.
its like wiping before you poop, dont make sense.
My sincerest condolences, Richard7... Pets do, in fact, become very close family members... Their loss is no less significant than any other friend or family member...
I feel your pain.
even my own kids have grown and nearly forgotten me, but a dogs love is unconditional.
I have lost a few dogs and it really makes it difficult to even think about getting a new cute little puppy...
thanks for posting your story, i can almost imagine him tagging along nearly under foot out to the barn.
i always found good therapy, in making and carving a grave marker where we could visit,
and also maybe brew up a special batch of likker and name it in memory. just a thought. and if you do take a shot for me.
I feel for you man. I know its hard to lose someone that hero worships you. When I lost Bad Dog Danger, I swore I could never put myself through it again. But one day my wife came home with a rent a dog. It belonged to my sons math teacher. Pretty soon we were dog sitting every other month. Finally, she asked us to take him permanently. So, here we go again.
Sorry for your loss Richard7, I know how you feel, I've had a couple of old dogs that I loved more than a lot of people I know. Hard to beat the kind of friend a good old dog can become.
Sometimes I wonder why is that Frisbee getting bigger......and then it hits me.
Seven years ago my fishing buddy died. I took a year to grieve before getting a new puppy. I looked and passed on many dogs before meeting the child I have now. A female cocker spaniel. She picked me when I was there to look at the male puppies. I used to have her puppy picture as my avatar.
Turns out she is the smartest damn dog I have ever known. Way past a pleaser or problem solving dog, she is down right manipulative and will go to great lengths to get her way. She seems to understand everything said and we sometimes spell to keep a secret. She hid the other day when my girlfriend spelled BATH. We may have to start passing notes. She knows how to turn on the charm when necessary and has a fan club. The mail man will park his truck to come into the yard and play with her. The garbage man plays with her too. Everywhere I go, she goes. I am known as “Bella’s Dad” at the hardware store, welding supply and parts store. I used to have a name. They are more than just family. We belong to them.
Living alone in a house so empty that footsteps echoed like those in an empty basketball court (what was left after a vindictive ex-wife cleaned it out ) I hand made a plaque and hung it on the wall :
"A man needs a good horse , a good dog , and a good woman to be happy ."
Don't remember who wrote that ; Louis Lamour , maybe . Anyway , a gal I was seeing on a more than casual basis read the plaque . I had a fine palomino quarter horse stallion that would walk through fire for me . She walked in one day with a puppy
and said ,"the trilogy on the plaque is complete if you want it to be so ."
That was nearly 30 years ago . The stallion went the way all old horses do . The puppy matured and enjoyed a good life on the farm until she had lived out her years .
The woman ; well , after we lost the first dog she went out and got us another puppy . When I get off here I'll be sharing the bed with both of them . Pets are family when you open your heart enough to allow it to be so .
If you ain't the lead dog in the team , the scenery never changes . Ga Flatwoods made my avatar and I want to thank him for that .
Don't drink water , fish fornicate in it .
I am sorry for your loss.words can not express the comfort of your dog, But remember in the circle of life you will see him or her again as we do with all of old friends.So its not goodbye. Merely i will see you later. Cornfed