It was sudden and very heartbreaking. I have not shared this with many people except family and friends.
My situation was different.
She was my baby for 7 years.
She wasn't everyone's cup of tea but she was mine. When it comes to our pets, we take the good with the bad, and we love them regardless.
But she started to attack people and my other dogs. She was always very dominant an A type . There were some things I needed to do to care for her and I couldn't for fear she would bite me. Like put medicine in her ears, put her diaper in. She never shared she had to have it all. These things were frustrating but I lived with them. Along with it all she was a glutton. Her breed exhibits that trait,
When she was younger she bit my son a few times. He used to tease her.
I still loved her through all of this. She was mine. Her last visit to the Vet she almost bit the Vet. A few days later she attacked her sister over a bone that everyone had one of only she had to have her sisters. A few days later she almost bit my dog walker. Then one morning I had just walked the dogs and was talking to her as she was sitting on the couch and she attacked me. Right after me she went for the 5 pound Chipin.
I was scared to death.
It was the scariest day and the saddest all in one.
That day she went to heaven.
So I know what you are going through. I knew my dog was going to heaven.
My saddest day
They study me, they look at me from outside, they think I do not see them, yet I am aware of their present from the beginning. Notice I said, "Present" A present to be enjoyed, welcomed and not forgotten...........
They told me he had Feline HIV and He should not be sent home..........I did not listen. Many weeks later.......I smell his breath......I smell his body.........I shudder as I think what I must do.........I am sitting here holding a feline........knowing he must go.........Kelley
I am sitting here holding a feline.......knowing that tomorrow he is going to go to heaven. It is heavy on my heart. Many felines come here because I am only 1 mile from the drop off place. I guess the ones that escape know a good person when they see one.
They study me, they look at me from outside, they think I do not see them, yet I am aware of their present from the beginning. Notice I said, "Present" A present to be enjoyed, welcomed and not forgotten...........
They told me he had Feline HIV and He should not be sent home..........I did not listen. Many weeks later.......I smell his breath......I smell his body.........I shudder as I think what I must do.........I am sitting here holding a feline........knowing he must go.........Kelley
... wether you had the, for a week or a decade..... cried like a baby when our Ginger passed away at 13 a few year ago.....they are all precious souls we have the honor to exit with while they are here....... God Bless and be well
It was sudden and very heartbreaking. I have not shared this with many people except family and friends.
My situation was different.
She was my baby for 7 years.
She wasn't everyone's cup of tea but she was mine. When it comes to our pets, we take the good with the bad, and we love them regardless.
But she started to attack people and my other dogs. She was always very dominant an A type . There were some things I needed to do to care for her and I couldn't for fear she would bite me. Like put medicine in her ears, put her diaper in. She never shared she had to have it all. These things were frustrating but I lived with them. Along with it all she was a glutton. Her breed exhibits that trait,
When she was younger she bit my son a few times. He used to tease her.
I still loved her through all of this. She was mine. Her last visit to the Vet she almost bit the Vet. A few days later she attacked her sister over a bone that everyone had one of only she had to have her sisters. A few days later she almost bit my dog walker. Then one morning I had just walked the dogs and was talking to her as she was sitting on the couch and she attacked me. Right after me she went for the 5 pound Chipin.
I was scared to death.
It was the scariest day and the saddest all in one.
That day she went to heaven.
So I know what you are going through. I knew my dog was going to heaven.
My saddest day
They study me, they look at me from outside, they think I do not see them, yet I am aware of their present from the beginning. Notice I said, "Present" A present to be enjoyed, welcomed and not forgotten...........
They told me he had Feline HIV and He should not be sent home..........I did not listen. Many weeks later.......I smell his breath......I smell his body.........I shudder as I think what I must do.........I am sitting here holding a feline........knowing he must go.........Kelley
But I cried like a baby when my dog got hit by a car. 8 years I had her and she was one of my best friends. She loved to run and wrestle but could be very loving and pleasant also. The moment she got hit I knew there was no saving her. I got to her as fast as I could and held her and cried until she passed on. Ill never forget her as she was there through some of my darkest and lowest points in my life, wagging her tail and flashing that doggy grin. Making me smile when I would have rather not. Come and put her head in my lap when I wanted to just disappear. A true friend I will always miss.
Wow, what a wonderful story..........I was at a females' home while growing up and there was a dog there that had bones or ribs sticking out of his side. I was thinking......WTF? YOU GUYS ARE RICH, WHY DO YOU NOT FEED HIM? Opps, caps is off.
He was so intriguing, we sat at the lake and we seemed to make friends, although I really do not know how to talk to a dog, He seemed to be talking to me..........
I ask my friend what are you going to do with him? She answered without any expression that I found offensive that the pound was going to be picking him up.
"What" I asked, " He is so Beautiful........."Can I take him home with me........???? I had a Vega at that time which is telling my age, yet so what, it is the story that counts........
I brought him home and My Mom.......said no way.......I had worked and done all my chores and at that time I did get a 50 cent allowance, so at the end of the week, I took, "JinK" which my brother named him to the vet.
I ask the Vet from a little girl point of view and showed him my money and asked him "What can you do? Can You help me? Mom said I could not keep him. Ahhhh......I think he smiled a bit inside and his eyes lit up and he told me he had mange.
He told me he may have to keep him for a few days. I went home and proudly told Mom what I had done. She was not the least bit happy. As a matter of fact I was getting ready to start College In Indiana Pennsylvania, I know, weird name........
So, Dad arrives and Mom tells me that the "Dog" has to go, Dad Agreed, yet my favorite and youngest brother who had a "Wacky Weed Route" and made a heck of a lot more money than me, had a Dual Engine Challenger and had his wings so he was an expert at Parachuting or jumping out of planes so to speak,,,,,,,,,,,,,
I was like puck baby sitting....yet the matter of the whole story is..........When I came home, David and Jinx were inseparable........They looked like they were driving together at times..........Of course David was always ahead of his time and He did have a problem with Ta Da! The authorizes in town.
It just so happened that Jinx was a mix breed of German Shepard and Domineer Pincher......A proud breed I must say. David flourished, Mom took a liking to the Dog and he did get to sleep inside. It was a "Happy Ending" Especially when the house somehow caught on fire and no one was at home except Jinx and Her.
He nudged her gently, I think, or maybe a bit forceful, for I was not there and he got her the heck out of the house, and Jinx and Mom made the Front Page.......How Quaint...
Yet, I am saying the best for last. My brother David had Jinx sent to Training School. You know the ones that say do not pet.........And he was trying to play a joke on me or not and tried to see if Jinx would Obey his command to take me down.
Ta Da! Jinx came up to me and looked me in the eyes and I think he was thinking, "What The Heck?" I was mince meat, and you expect me to bite he, "No Way!"
My brother and I are still best friends until today and forever.............God Bless The Critters......Kelley
When I was a kid we had a German Shepard named Boopsie. I did not pick that out, I was about 6 or so. We had her for a few years but my parents hit some hard times and we had to move to an apartment complex. No pets. So we searched around and found a guy that breeded dogs. He took her off our hands. About a year later I saw the man walking the dogs down our street. I went over to him and he said that Boopsie had become a bit aggressive and to not pet her, but she walked right up to me and started licking my face. He was dumbfounded. They remember us.
Wow...........Imagine that...........I would like to say it is magic, yet it is not. I am sitting here thinking what a wonderful time I would have becoming a "Wild Life " Photographer , swimming with the sharks, hmmmmmI..... Will stay away from the crocs ...Yet I did swim with the /dolphins, and I did hold a few a /string /rays...........It is a rush. I kid you not..........Kelley
Life is good............Kelley
The only way that I am gonna pass through those Pearly Gates is if my sweet, sweet 4-legged^..^ loved ones are on the other side saying what a kind soul I am
) Heck! if they are not there, I will just walk?, float? away to the OTHER(assuming they arrive before me) place and rejoin my two-legged lil she-devils and their "kitties";P~~~