I’m just crying and crying here.
He died so unexpected and suddenly.
I just found out this morning from my parents,
because he slept the night over there.
They whent to the vet last night
because he just falled down
and on the way there he died in my mothers arms,
they think it was his heart.
They waited to tell me this morning,
so I could get the sleep.
He was such a great dog,
he was everything to me.
He have helped me so much over the years,
when I had depressions and my backproblems
(that I still have).
He was not just a dog,
he was a familymember.
He was a very playfull dog,
even if he was 11 years old.
I will remember all the joy he have given me
and my best friend once said to me,
there isn’t one dog that have it this good as yours.
So this day is in the memory of my loved dog, Zack.
Here’s one of the last picture of him.
http://medlem.tripodnet.nu/Anniz/index/H-land/Zack_has_stolen_some_wood..JPG
And I truly mean that
I’m glad you had the joy he brought you. A terrible thing, but more terrible if it never happened. I’m truly sorry, Anniz. My thoughts are with you.
Anniz,
I hope you know that your pup is in a better place…I hope you know that your beloved dog loved you with no conditions. With that in mind, it will hurt and you have every right to hurt.
I am very sorry for your loss. Having gone through it in September, then later my nephew dog died recently too, I cried over my nephew dog Nugget as well. He was my step-brother’s dog but I loved him too.
A fellow doper of ours turned me on to this site…I hope it helps you too ( I am sorry I don’t recall who posted this link.)
http://www.petloss.com/
I wish you the best in remembering your friend, dog, companion. It’s never easy to lose such a buddy, but you will have him close to your heart forever, as I have found with my Sweet Sammy From the South.
{{{{{Anniz}}}}}
What a drag!
I’m so sorry to hear of your loss Anniz. Pets, by their unqualified love, easily become members of the family. Few things are as wonderful as a cooperative, well tempered animal. The calming effect they can have on you is profound.
To this very day I am so glad that, as I carried my old friend Bear Dog down the back stairs and put him in the yard, I kissed him on the top of his head to let him know the effort meant nothing to me. It was the last time I ever saw him alive. Losing him after 16 years was one of the hardest things that has ever happened to me. I may as well have cut off a limb to lose him. Tears well up as I think of him right now. I have been blessed to own his spiritual brother Zen who is almost exactly like him.
You have my condolences Anniz, I am glad that you have the solace of Monfort’s love at this difficult time.
Oh Anniz, this is so sad. I think I remember you posting a picture of your dog about a year ago. I remember admiring him - what a Mighty Fine dog indeed!
This is so sad. I lost my little buddy, Virgil, a few years ago (he was an orange fluffy kitty.) I still miss him. Pets add so much to our lives, and I was truly heartbroken when he died. I did something that I know a lot of people are not in the mood to do after they lose a pet, and I don’t think everyone should (but it worked for me.) After I lost Virgil, I went down to the Animal Shelter and adopted a kitty. Somehow, it made me feel a lot better. The new kitty’s name is Tangie. He must know that he was saved from certain death (I think he had one day left at the shelter.) He looks up at me, even to this day, with such gratitude. He takes a little of the sting of losing Virgil away, somehow. Oh, my. Pets are such a joy in our lives, are they not?
Well, forgive my tangent. I am so sad you lost this sweet dog. I know how much you loved him. What a great dog he must have been.
Anniz, how I remember the feelings you are having right now. Our Miss Emily was also 11, and we made two frantic trips to the vet that night, but she died on the second trip, in her beloved Mr. S’s arms.
Zack’s life cycle is now complete – a story that has been told. An excellent dog can still bring you joy by his memory, long after he’s gone. Honor him by remembering the joy and love. We still love and talk to Emily. She’s still here and so is Zack. His living body may be gone, but do you think his spirit would ever leave you?
I had the pleasure of meeting Zack in November when I visited Anniz in Sweden. He was a good dog, very obedient and most of all, loving of her.
I remember one night we took him for a walk in the rain. Normally, he doesn’t enter the apartment until he lets her dry his paws with a towel. And, since I was with her, we were distracted and entered the apartment without drying his paws. So, he waited on the mat next to the door, like he always does, for her to dry him.
An hour later, we were watching a movie on TV and I asked her, “Where’s Zack?” He was still by the door, waiting patiently and silently for her to dry his paws.
Zack was Anniz’s rock for so long before I met her, and I’m grateful to him for helping her recover from her back problems.
Hej då, Zack.
Man! I’m really sorry!
It sucks when someone close to you dies…
I’m so sorry about the loss of Zack.
Godspeed, gentle canine friend.
I don’t know if you believe in an afterlife or not, but if there is one, I am convinced our animal friends wait for us there.
This is why I could never get a dog
I’m really sorry…
— G. Raven
Anniz, I’m so sorry to hear about your dog. I still miss Pluggy, my Boston Terrier, terribly - even though it’s almost two years now.
Vara inte ledsen, kära, jag och min fru ska köpa dig en bra hund när du åker hit till Amerika att leva. 
Anniz, I am so sorry. A lot of Dopers know that we recently lost a pet a well, our beloved 9-year-old orange tabby cat, Sunshine. It was also sudden and unexpected, so I know right where you’re at. We cried for days and days, and even now, there are so many reminders of him around, it’s hard.
I can’t remember who here on the SD said, so I can’t attribute them properly, but somebody once said that the fact that pets don’t live forever is the price we pay for their unconditional love and companionship. That struck me as very profound. (Crap, I’m tearing up while I type this.)
Some in the animal-loving community refer to the loss of a pet as that pet passing over the Rainbow Bridge to the other side. Best Friends, an organization that helps homeless animals, has a page for memorials to our companions who have passed over the Rainbow Bridge. I know that your Zack was as beloved as any animal companion. It gave me a lot of comfort to read through the memorials there, and I wanted to share it with you.
Aww, I’m sorry, Anniz. I’m glad your pup knew he was loved for those 11 years. You were lucky to have him.
All my best.
I’m so sorry, Anniz. Zack sounds like an amazingly sweet dog, and you were both incredibly blessed to have one another.
I’m sending all of my good thoughts your way.
(((((((((Anniz and Zack))))))))))
I’m sorry Anniz. He looked like a really nice dog. I remember when my dog died, and it was tough. Dogs are very special pets.
Very, very sad- my most sincere condolances. I’m so very sorry for your loss.
Zette
{{{{{{{Anniz}}}}}}}
I feel for ya. We had to put my dog to sleep a few months ago. I didn’t cry over it, but it was a sad time for all of us who took care of him.
{{{Anniz and Zack}}}
“A good horse is like a member of the family”
That was the fortune in a fortune cookie on the very first episode of “Lois and Clarke” several years ago.
Some pets transcend the langauge/species barrier and are as human as anyone you or I have ever met. Zack was one of those, and you’re better for having been in his life, and he in yours.
I still miss Greta, my german shepherd (The Noble Dog), every time I see someone’s lost a friend (she was so much more than a pet that it almost seems an insult to call her one). She went through a debilitating uteran problem while her hips slowly gave out . . . at the end she could barely walk, though she tried to stick it out, and she hardly ever ate because her stomach was being pushed so it felt full. She had surgery the week before I left for the final term of my freshman year of high school. We were supposed to have her back the day before I left. 45 minutes before my father got to the vet to pick her up, she died. I still don’t know how my father managed to drive home with her leash in his hand and no Greta on the other end. We got to see her one last time after the surgery, and I took some of her hair and taped it to a piece of cardboard; I managed to keep that for several months. It was flimsy, but I lived for her.
I came home after that term to a new German Shepherd puppy. Five years later that puppy, now a grown dog, lives in the shadow of my Greta. No dog I have met since measures up to The Noble Dog. None will measure up to Zack.
And perhaps that is the best part of it all.
Thank you all,
and it comes from my heart.
I was going to thank you one by one,
but I don’t manage that.
Every hug and good thoughs means a lot to me,
more than you maybe know.
It really helps,
and also to talk about him.
Michael (Montfort) have also helped me a lot today,
actually he was on the phone this morning
to wish me happy birthday,
(yes it’s my birthday today,
but I’m not celebrating it today,)
when my parents got here,
with the message that Zack is dead.
So, he has been there for me all day,
and I don’t know how I would have manage this day
without nowing his there for me.
Thank you my love for that.