Lost a Best Friend Today

Mike & Lisa, sorry for your loss. I've been down that road a few times, and I'll go there again if I'm lucky, because I will always have a dog. You'll make it through the tough times, and you'll remember that it was all worth it, then do it again.

Good luck and take care,

'Slot
 
sorry to hear about this hammer.......no need for her to suffer anymore....ya'll doing the right thing.
 
heres a shot of me and stupid. (stupid is the one in the black fur).
if she doesnt stop chewing sh!t up she will be joining your dog soon ham.


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Mike, so sorry for your loss.

I really wish I could think of something deep and thoughtful like some of the other guys but what can I say?

I know nothing is humorus today but I hope your back to getting a kick out of the Monkey soon.
 
Hammer i'm so sorry to hear this i know how you feel and there's nothing that helps when it's a pet, good luck and hang in there, theirs a pup at the pound that would love for someone to take them home i'm sure. but never will there be a replacement. good luck my friend.
 
That saddness will slowly turn to happy memories...I know it don't seem like it now but it will. That was one lucky dog to have you and Lefty and your other rat dawg companion for so long. A lot of dogs never will get to see 10 years and have loving owners like ya'll. The two of you cared enough to pour hundreds into her recovery when some people would have just gave up. I admire your humanity and I know the ol girl appreciated it.

I second checking at the pound if you get another dog - thats where I got my lil "rat dawg" and she is my bestest girlfriend ever.
 
Monkey she looks an aweful lot like my pound dawg. I don't think my current pictures show the likeness but I see my dogs face in those pics.
 
Blue_runner,

We call her a used or second hand dog. There used to be a local pet shop that sold mostly fish and gerbils but would also get dogs from the pound to put in the window to attract customers. They would sell them for $30 plus shots. She had been sold once to a family who named her China. They brought her back saying she was unmanageable. When we got her she was about seven months old and had absolutely no personality. But eventually we grew on her and she came around and is now a really incredible dog.

One day I was changing clothes and casually took my belt off and she almost ran straight through the back door. Once I figured out what was going on my blood boiled and I wished I could track down the first owners.
 
Thanks again guys for all the kind words. After burrying her today, I was pretty exhausted and just slept for teh rest of the day. Things are already differnt. After waking up, I normally have to step over her when climbing out of bed. She always sleft on the floor next to me. I hope to get a second dog in the future, but not just yet. Our next dog will be like all the others, saved from the pound. I've always had an interest in the Grayhound rescue. So it's something to think about when the time comes for a second friend.
Thanks again guys. ;)
 
This is a poem the vet sent me after I lost my baby last year.


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, 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 each 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. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run 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.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
 
Really sorry to hear of your familys loss. I know how ya feel, we lost two inside cats within a few months apart. Everybody says time heal all wounds , but it takes alot of time! Weve got 3 dogs outside and 3 cats inside and almost all were from the SPCA or strays. It seems they make the best pets. Go on down to the pound an find you a new friend, they will really apreciate a loving family like yours.
 
Just caught up w/this thread...sittin' here w/tears wellin' up in my eyes ... when I read the 1st post and realized what it was, I felt like a SPEAR went thru my chest ... this is the kinda thing that makes this such a tight group here ...

Mike, you and Lisa are some pretty special people, and Zoey was lucky to have spent her life with you loving her and caring for her...and doing the right thing for her in the end. Can't avoid mourning the passing, but make sure you celebrate the life she had and shared so loyally with you...
 
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