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Something to remember...
6 years ago
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One should always remember to treasure every moment - especially those with the ones we love, no matter how small. Because in the end, even if we had many of those...we will wish we had more.
One of my fondest memories was from fourteen years ago. It was a rainy evening and I was in the car at the college parking lot waiting for wife to finish her class and come out. As she arrived, we spotted something on the corner next to the entrance stairs. It was the sweet black stray dog - about ten months old - who was quite smart and had learned to do a few tricks for college students in exchange for food - like walking on her hind legs, hop forward while standing, dance and doing high vertical jumps.
That evening, however, she was doing no tricks. Wife approached her - she has always been very doggy friendly - and checked her out. She was looking very thin and afraid. After giving me the puppy eyes (the wife, not the black doggie) I picked the wet little doggy up and we took her home with us, to feed and get her health up. She was a sweet little thing, so, the name we gave her translates as Sweetie.
Should have been Houdini though. She was incredible at finding the smallest cracks on the fence to get out and roam the neighbourhood and make wife and me walk and walk around asking all over for her - only to eventually find her laying inside our garage, as she would always return by herself.
Twice, however, she brought gifts. Ten of them each time, all little and fluffy like her and that's when we also found out she was an incredible mom. She even babysat for out cat when she had babies too and our cat would be very thankful. In the end, we found nice homes for all kittens and puppies.
Many more special moments would follow in the next 14 years, and though very loving and caring, Sweetie kept some of her "stray" traits, such as always trying to find an uncovered trash can in the house or a trash bag she could tear to get seconds even after she had a full dinner or lunch.
But things changed last year when we noticed a growth in Sweetie. We had taken her to the vet throughout the years and she was a super healthy dog, but that growth changed things. She went through the surgery as a champ and recovered perfectly. Or so it seemed.
This year, her energy gradually diminished. She would walk rather than run and rarely she would stand on her hind legs. She was a 14 year old girl after all, and would rather enjoy some quiet time and R&R.
Yesterday, at 1:31 AM however, all would change. She started moaning loudly and could barely stand. We tried everything but her attention was...elsewhere. Then the cat came and they nuzzled lovingly and the cat left, mewing sadly. Then our other dog - a retriever - started whining. We had a bad feeling but, yet, we had to try something...so, about one hour and half later, we had arrived one of the few 24/7 vet hospitals around. They confirmed our fears.
Finally, after a few hours, heartbreaking news and even more difficult decisions, wife and I pet her head gently as Sweetie closed her eyes for the final time.
Everything is different today. When a dog truly Loves you, they take a piece of your heart with them when they leave. Still...it's not too much of a high price to pay...compared to what they have already given You throughout their lives.
We'll never forget you, my girl, my doggie. Thanks for every sprint, paws up, lick, nuzzle, sniffling and tender gazes.
For Sweetie
One of my fondest memories was from fourteen years ago. It was a rainy evening and I was in the car at the college parking lot waiting for wife to finish her class and come out. As she arrived, we spotted something on the corner next to the entrance stairs. It was the sweet black stray dog - about ten months old - who was quite smart and had learned to do a few tricks for college students in exchange for food - like walking on her hind legs, hop forward while standing, dance and doing high vertical jumps.
That evening, however, she was doing no tricks. Wife approached her - she has always been very doggy friendly - and checked her out. She was looking very thin and afraid. After giving me the puppy eyes (the wife, not the black doggie) I picked the wet little doggy up and we took her home with us, to feed and get her health up. She was a sweet little thing, so, the name we gave her translates as Sweetie.
Should have been Houdini though. She was incredible at finding the smallest cracks on the fence to get out and roam the neighbourhood and make wife and me walk and walk around asking all over for her - only to eventually find her laying inside our garage, as she would always return by herself.
Twice, however, she brought gifts. Ten of them each time, all little and fluffy like her and that's when we also found out she was an incredible mom. She even babysat for out cat when she had babies too and our cat would be very thankful. In the end, we found nice homes for all kittens and puppies.
Many more special moments would follow in the next 14 years, and though very loving and caring, Sweetie kept some of her "stray" traits, such as always trying to find an uncovered trash can in the house or a trash bag she could tear to get seconds even after she had a full dinner or lunch.
But things changed last year when we noticed a growth in Sweetie. We had taken her to the vet throughout the years and she was a super healthy dog, but that growth changed things. She went through the surgery as a champ and recovered perfectly. Or so it seemed.
This year, her energy gradually diminished. She would walk rather than run and rarely she would stand on her hind legs. She was a 14 year old girl after all, and would rather enjoy some quiet time and R&R.
Yesterday, at 1:31 AM however, all would change. She started moaning loudly and could barely stand. We tried everything but her attention was...elsewhere. Then the cat came and they nuzzled lovingly and the cat left, mewing sadly. Then our other dog - a retriever - started whining. We had a bad feeling but, yet, we had to try something...so, about one hour and half later, we had arrived one of the few 24/7 vet hospitals around. They confirmed our fears.
Finally, after a few hours, heartbreaking news and even more difficult decisions, wife and I pet her head gently as Sweetie closed her eyes for the final time.
Everything is different today. When a dog truly Loves you, they take a piece of your heart with them when they leave. Still...it's not too much of a high price to pay...compared to what they have already given You throughout their lives.
We'll never forget you, my girl, my doggie. Thanks for every sprint, paws up, lick, nuzzle, sniffling and tender gazes.
For Sweetie
But as Gamegod said, taken to heart knowing you given her the best life possible, and i thank you as well for sharing such a touching story.
Story reminds me of a pup I found in a similar situation. It was late one night while my friends and I were just starting to head home from our local game store. When I went to toss cases into my truck I heard something scamper up to me. when I turned to look it was this sweet dobie pup who was really friendly but look thin and had an bend to her. She wouldnt stop following me so once my friends came out I showed them her. naturally we all wondered what to do. Most of us couldnt take her home for one reason or another but one of my friends was able to. We found out later after she got to see a vet that some one had likely tossed her from a moving vehicle *b******s*. But she stuck around and looked to be doing great dispite eating my friends doors >> the four of us loved her and really cared about her. Thats why it was heart breaking when in turned got that the toss did more then we and the vets first thought. She had so much pain in her spine that eventually my friend as his family decided that it would be best to stop her pain. She came up to me first looking for help and we did our best to make sure she had a good and happy life. She may have not lived with me but I'll always miss her.
Heh sorry dont mean to add on but yoour story reminds me so much of her and in a way im thankful for that. I hope you and your wife will still be happy and remember the good times you had with her. Now excuse me I have to get rid of these onions someone left here. TwT
Dangit, Sarah! Don't put those onions over HERE!
I know the world has been unkind quite a bit to you in recent times, and that this is hard. Just think that that sweet, beautiful dog you called a part of your family is now at peace. No more harm or troubles can come to Sweetie, for wherever life goes in the end she is in a kind and caring place and thankful for the love she received.
Its going to be tough, its going to suck (and I know, it already has) but I, like many others will be here for you in this time, and all of them to come. I cannot replace what has been lost and I would not dare try to, but whenever you need it... I will be there for you my friend, just as you were there for yours.