Stu, I know how that is. We recently had to put down our 13 year old Collie/Golden retreiver mix. He had what's called lymphoma. He couldn't eat or anything so the vet decided he needed to be put down. My dad had to take him because none of the rest of us could take it.

 

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Sorry that you didn't have more time with your new friend. My advice would be to get another pet soon, there are plenty that need a good home.

 

http://www.petloss.com/poems/maingrp/rainbowb.htm

 

Sounds like your friend was a very lucky dog for the last year of his life. I love to hear people talk so lovingly about their pets because so many people treat them like crap and don't realize the gift that they have in an animal. Take some time to heal and then find another lucky dog to give a great life to. Sorry about your loss.

 

I second what GotLift (and others) said.

This time find you a puppy...

 

We put our 14 yr old dog down this summer. Rusty was a great buddy.It hurt so bad iIthought we would never get over it. I hope dogs do go to heaven. I sure want to see my old friends again. We rescued another dog a few wks after our dogs death. He is helping us get over Rustys death & making the idea of our other old dogs upcoming death easier. I'll always try to rescue a dog from now own since we found such a great one this time. Dogs are the best buddys you will ever have.

 

Stu, been there, done that. Put my buddy to sleep 8/04, 14 year old German Shepherd that fought cancer twice. His spleen ruptured one night when he was playing with me. Thirty minutes later at the vet we said goodbye. Damn, you've had me leaking at the eyes since I started reading this. And yes, dogs let you know when they want to move on, they'll stop eating and lay around. They're telling you to let them go to rest now.

A little something for you to think about when you know it's time...

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....

Author unknown...

Link to site where the poem came from:
http://www.petloss.com/poems/maingrp/rainbowb.htm
I printed it from the site (pretty) with a picture of my buddy and framed it with his collar draped on the corner.

Stu, we're with you buddy.
Steve....

 

No fun. We lost our Boston Terrier last Wednesday. Amazing little dog.

We had Corky for about 4-1/2 years.

We live out in the sticks and our road is a frequent dumping ground for the no longer wanted or sick pets that sorry b******s leave these little fellas to die on.

My wife found him in the ditch, brought him home, and he became another one of our kids really quick. Whoever had him before had obviously taught him excellent house manners and he had an amazing personality...loved to catch food and would chase a basketball for hours (should have been a soccer team's mascot).

A couple of months ago, he started getting in the habit of running off with our Lab back down in the creek bottom behind our property, doing what dogs do. He always came back tired, happy, and filthy...nothing a little rest and a good bath wouldn't take care of. Last Wednesday morning, only the lab showed up.

I left work at noon to go look for him in the creek bottom. Understand that this was a "needle in the haystack endeavor", but necessary nonetheless. After several hours on the 4-wheeler and walking where the quad wouldn't go, I found him.

Actually, I believe I was led to him, given the territory.

Apparently, some other dogs (coyotes?) had hurt him...he was alive, but could only move his ears and eyes and was really cold. Wrapped him in my shirt, got him situated in my lap on the 4-wheeler, and called home to tell the wife to call the vet and get the car cranked and ready. About halfway to the vet, I felt him take a deep breath that I believe was his last.

We, especially my wife, really miss him.

 

Stu, my heart goes out to you and your family. My one dog had that same kind of lump removed and my other dog is getting it now. The vet said don't worry about it. I think I want a second opinion know. It is still small and has not attached itself.

You take care,

Tom

 

Sorry, didn't see this link when I posted the poem. Guess I just wanted to hurry up and get the poem to you....

Yes, please get another four-legged friend soon.
We got another Shepherd soon after we lost our's.
We are also fostering two Lab pups from Katrina, great pups if you are interested.....
I put some pics of them in my gallery.

 

It has happened too many times to me, and is why I no longer have pets. For that matter i won't let much of anything get close to me (or rather me close to it) becuase of the hurt I will eventually cause it or it me...

But that's another matter, I'm so sorry.

 

We still have three cats and two dogs. I dread the future. After putting so many of my friends and family to sleep, over the years, the last one..Tuffcat... I just had to be with during the final moments. The shot was easy, no pain or suffering. Only a quick and silent end to his suffering. He had given up on life and we had spent a ton of money trying to save him, to no avail. I'm a big bawl baby when I lose my loved ones.

I'm going to be mobbed! I'm really looking forward to that day!

God Bless those with a heart large enough to love an animal as one of their own.

 

Sorrey to hear about your loss my brother.

 

All,
I started this thread as a way to express my feelings for a dear friend who had lived a full (although much too short) life, only the last year of it with me. I had no idea that the words that all of you have shared over the past 36 hours would have such a healing effect on me. My wife read all the responses up through last night at 9pm, and she cried alot, as did I. Thank you for the heart felt words and stories you so generously shared...
God bless you.
Stu