Sad day

[Shotgungibbs]

My wife and I`s first dog together was a female black lab. She was a very good family member. Our second dog going on 13 years later was a female yellow lab. She was a wonderful family member for over 13 years. We had tp choose to have her put to sleep. She couldn't get up without my help anymore, and our Vet came to our house to take care of her for us. Our current daughter is a female yellow labradoodle. She is the smartest, most well behaved family member ever! She is now 12 1/2 years old. She's getting cataracts, but I will carry her if she gets to the point she can't see. I feel your family pain. I am so sorry for what you are going through. Always remember what joy and wonderful memories we have because of them. Our lives are better because of pets.

 

[harley08]

On my way back to Alabama after an early morning run to Memphis to pick up the remains of our daughter Jesslyn's family dog, Ali.Her full name was Ali Bama, a black lab. Jess had to make the decision to put her down yesterday after she apparently had a severe stroke during the night Wednesday night. She was 13 years old. Ali has spent about as much time in Alabama as in Memphis, and they didn't really have a good place to bury her, so she's on her way back to Alabama one more time to be laid to rest at our place on a hill beneath the pines. She was a fine dog, and to us more than a dog, she was part of our family. Rest now, Ali. You had a good life and you blessed all of us.

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[KIR]

The city of Sparks, Nevada recently put up a memorial at the Marina near the dog park. It is a small wire fence where one can attach the tags that their companions wore. Hopefully whenever walking around the Marina, it will bring back a happy memory for those who lost a good friend.

 

[TacoFrank]

Dogs are surely one of God's greatest gifts to us.
Will Rogers was asked if he thought dogs went to heaven. His paraphrased reply was "I don't know but when I die I want to go were they go". Me too!
Sorry for your lose.

TacoFrank

 

[mishtub]

There's a high price for owning a dog. It's not just the cost monetarily. There is the time and lost sleep too. Getting up to a whining dog at two in the morning, when it's raining or snowing or the wind is howling, is no fun. You stumble out like a zombie and get the little lad or lass and make it to the door. You stand out there, eyes drooping, as the little critter sniffs and scampers here and there. You wonder if the poo or pee will ever come. Finally, the job done, you scoop the little one up and hurry to the house. You're aggravated, but when that little tongue brushes your hand or chin, all is forgiven.

Through it all the money flows. Food, vet bills, shots, tags, equipment, toys, more food. But it doesn't matter. They've lain with you in the dark when you couldn't sleep. They've become your best friend.

Then comes that day. The day that you've dreaded ever since you picked them up. The day when you carry the now grown dog into the office and the news isn't good. Your friend can't go no more and it's time to end the suffering.

The veterinarian makes ready his elixirs as you lean down over your beloved and strum their ears with soft coos. Tears drip. The shots are given and the deal is done. There's no turning back now, and your buddy sinks away; pain subsiding. Your heart feels like it's being torn and your fingers dig into that dense fur. You bawl like a baby as your best friend leaves this world.

Then the reckoning, the price paid wasn't in money or time or travel. The true price paid is far worse than any of that. It was the day you looked into those little eyes and your heart melted. It was in all the cuddles and petting and scolding. It was what you knew on the day that you brought your little dream boat home. It was the day you had to let go of that dear soul that made you so happy for so long. The day when your heart would break for a dog.

That is the price you pay.

 

[RonEgg]

I read this post yesterday after walking my dogs. Was thankful that my dogs were almost 10 and 8 1/2. I had awhile. The older one,a male Australian shepard was gone in an hour last night. Died in the car on the way to the vet, 50 miles away. Snakebit, spider, poison, they don’t know. All organs were fine. Buried him beneath an old Oak tree with his two Aunts. It’s going to be a long year.

 

[6GUNSONLY]

I read this post yesterday after walking my dogs. Was thankful that my dogs were almost 10 and 8 1/2. I had awhile. The older one,a male Australian shepard was gone in an hour last night. Died in the car on the way to the vet, 50 miles away. Snakebit, spider, poison, they don’t know. All organs were fine. Buried him beneath an old Oak tree with his two Aunts. It’s going to be a long year.

Sorry Ron. Tough and unexpected compound the pain. My prayers for you.

 

[Snake Pleskin]

I keep the collar and tags from my pups when they pass on. I have a board in my "room" where I hang them up with a picture, and it reminds me veery day of what good companions and friends they were!

 

[Snake Pleskin]

There's a high price for owning a dog. It's not just the cost monetarily. There is the time and lost sleep too. Getting up to a whining dog at two in the morning, when it's raining or snowing or the wind is howling, is no fun. You stumble out like a zombie and get the little lad or lass and make it to the door. You stand out there, eyes drooping, as the little critter sniffs and scampers here and there. You wonder if the poo or pee will ever come. Finally, the job done, you scoop the little one up and hurry to the house. You're aggravated, but when that little tongue brushes your hand or chin, all is forgiven.

Through it all the money flows. Food, vet bills, shots, tags, equipment, toys, more food. But it doesn't matter. They've lain with you in the dark when you couldn't sleep. They've become your best friend.

Then comes that day. The day that you've dreaded ever since you picked them up. The day when you carry the now grown dog into the office and the news isn't good. Your friend can't go no more and it's time to end the suffering.

The veterinarian makes ready his elixirs as you lean down over your beloved and strum their ears with soft coos. Tears drip. The shots are given and the deal is done. There's no turning back now, and your buddy sinks away; pain subsiding. Your heart feels like it's being torn and your fingers dig into that dense fur. You bawl like a baby as your best friend leaves this world.

Then the reckoning, the price paid wasn't in money or time or travel. The true price paid is far worse than any of that. It was the day you looked into those little eyes and your heart melted. It was in all the cuddles and petting and scolding. It was what you knew on the day that you brought your little dream boat home. It was the day you had to let go of that dear soul that made you so happy for so long. The day when your heart would break for a dog.

That is the price you pay.

Yes, it is amazing what we will do for our dogs, the cost , time & effort we give them. I am not sure i would do that for many people. But, in return my dogs give unconditional love and attention, never get tired of my stories, always want to walk or play and I can go and do what ever i want and they are happy to do it with me!

 

[kentucky yeti]