Survey, my condolences.
When my mal Bob passed away this past winter, I wrote up a message and sent it to his and my friends. I entitled it, “I Remember” and did a brief description of various times when Bob did this, Bob did that with our friends. It helped me with grief, it helped me remember all the good times.
And now I’m crying. Dogs are such good friends.
Remember the love,
Whistlepig
Well, count my wife in as a big fan of the boards now. I just showed her this thread and the other one and she’s just bowled over by everyone’s messages. Thanks, everyone.
Scuba, now the elder statesperson of the Survey Pet Community, is clearly confused. She’ll get up from a nap or from a bone-gnawing session and walk to the three places Spanky usually hung out, snorts a quizzical kind of noise and goes back to her business. Tears us up each time.
My aunt, the Shar Pei breeder, has informed me that she has a six-week old with more personality than his litter mates but no home. Scuba seems to prefer the companionship of another dog to having to hang at the house alone during the day, so we’re considering it. Thankfully it will be a few weeks before we have to decide - I’m not ready for that yet.
I know I’ve done it a few times already, but thanks again to everyone for their kind words. It means a ton to us.
I’m so sorry for your loss, Survey. I’m a dog lover through and through, and one of the saddest days of my life was when we had to put my childhood dog to sleep.
Her name was Redsie - my older brother named her when he was 2 and I was a newborn. Redsie and I were almost the same age - she was a beautiful Brittany Spaniel with the loveliest red coat ever. I grew up with her - I walked her every day after school for years, snuck her scooby snacks under the table, and slept with her every night for 16 years. Loosing her was one of the hardest things I went through. Even worse, my grandmother Libby died the August I was 16, then two weeks later my beloved grandmother (who basically raised me) died, and then Redsie passed all of three weeks later. She had pancreatic cancer, too. I’m surprised I made it through that year mentally sane, in retrospect.
My 5-year-old Golden Retriever Ollie offers you and your wife a wet sloppy cyber muzzle nuzzle, and my chihuahua Beaner wants me to remind you that all dogs go to heaven.
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I’m so sorry for your loss. I think it’d be great if you could get another dog so Scuba will have another dog to talk to and play with.
Very sorry. I just lost my fellow last month. Fortunately my other two have each other for company, one is 15 and the other is just 2. Maybe a new little one would be a good thing.
I’m sorry to hear about your loss. It’s never easy to lose a member of the family who loves unconditionally. You did the right thing by shortening his suffering.
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I’m sorry…you did the right thing by Spanky. Doggie kisses to you and yours from Cooper & Phoebe.