Well, he was put to sleep. Poor guy. He was my very first pet, a little peekapoo puppy dog that I grew up with. He lived to the ripe old age of 18 and a half. Over the last couple of years he has stayed with my mom, since she was lonely after my dad died, so I didn’t get to see him much. Iused to drive by in the morning and give him a cookie and say hello when I got a chance, though.
He was a great dog. Smart, loyal, and a good friend. He was older than my kids! He lost an eye when he was 7 fighting another dog that went after his wife. He loved people of all sorts and was an avid squirrel chaser. His name once won me a radio contest for best porno name. You were supposed to take your first pet’s name and add it to your mom’s maiden name. My porno name was “Smurf Wild” and it won me a $100 shopping spree. Smurf had steak for dinner that night.
Last Friday he started having seizures and the vet recommended he be put to sleep before he really started to suffer. So my brother took him yesterday, while my mom stayed at home and I sat at work 800 miles away.
Fucking bummer.
I’ll miss you little man, and never forget the best friend I ever had.
My condolences go out to you. I’m a dog-owned person, and know what you are going through. He was a member of the family, don’t let anyone tell you less.
“Those who say dogs don’t have souls, either never had a dog, or never had a soul” -unknown
"Just this side of Heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
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 and 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 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. The bright eyes are intent; the eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to break away 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.
I’m so sorry to hear that, it sounds like he was a great pet and companion. Spooky, I don’t usually get emotional over pieces like “Rainbow Road”, but the idea of seeing my departed dog again gets me all choked up. I have a new puppy now and I can’t even think about the day when she will no longer be around.
The love of a pet is one of the greatest joys in life.
irekenDoom’s kitten, and now your dog…not a happy posting day today. I’m sorry for your loss, welby, but as others have said, it sounds like your pup had a good life, and that’s a cheerful (somewhat) thought.
I agree. Everybody, just go hug your pets. You never know what may happen next.
In my thread, I talk about my 6 month old kitten who passed away Monday night. But there’s also a bit I didn’t really mention about another cat, Sammy. He was my fiancee’s cat, and he’d been with her for 20 years.
Ms. 'Doom’s dad just bought a new house, and he felt that it wouldn’t be good to bring Sammy into that new house. So, he decided to just take Sammy to the APL and drop him off. Ms. Doom would not find out about this until a day or two later. Being 20 years old, it’s a safe bet that the APL just put Sammy to sleep as soon as they took him in, and my fiancee never got to say goodbye. Things like this is making it difficult for me to get along with her father and the rest of her family for being so insensitive.
So, take time out each day to appreciate your pets. They teach us so much in the pitifully short time span we have with them. It’s amazing that a random mix of genetic material and various other chemicals can come together to create something so vibrant as life. And we just take it for granted until it’s too late.
I’m sorry, welby, and we’re all here for you. This is a great place to be in times like these.
So sorry, welby. Just the thought of ever losing my two beautiful golden retrievers makes me teary. Sending lots of warm thoughts to help you deal with the reality.
