Posted on 12/12/2012 9:30:38 PM PST by chrisinoc
At the end of tonight’s Glenn Beck Program, the host paid a special tribute to a member of the Beck family not often mentioned on radio or television, the family’s canine elder statesman, Victor the German Shepherd.
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It’s difficult. I lost an 11 year old female cat 2 years ago to kidney failure. That seems to be the achiles heal of older cats who manage to avoid parasites, car tires, and coyotes. I still have an old male tabby who will be 14 next month. He worked through the urinary tract issue when he was 10 and hasn’t had a problem with that since. I have noticed he seems to have slightly more difficult jumping up onto the bed at night, but relatively speaking he seems to be in good cheer.
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I’ll tell ya, it takes a long time to get over the death of a pet. I lost my black cat Hoot about 5 months ago and I’m still not quite over it. Something happens to stir up a memory and I feel sad all over again. Loved my cat.
Love dogs too. When younger had a German Shepherd for many years. Then do to lifestyle, switched over to cats. I like most animals. Horses, pigs, birds of all kinds, and most others to look at and admire. Don’t understand people who don’t like animals. Feel sorry for them, as animals bring much joy, except for when they finallly pass on. That day is a lousy one indeed.
We adopted an nine-year-old Australian Shepherd mix about a year and a half ago and he is the most solid old guy you’d ever meet. When he gets running he is like a rolling bag of quik-crete! Strider has a bum knee/hip, vets don’t know why, but arthritis has set in. We have a monthly appointment with our holistic vet who does acupuncture, chiropratic adjustments and prescribes Chinese herbs to slow the progression of the arthritis and relieve his pain. We aso have physcal therapy exercises to do with (on) him. It really works and he comes back from his appointments frisking around like a puppy.
I just wish this stuff had been an option 20 years ago, when we had to put down our first dog (lab), after his hips went out.
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I feel for the Beck family. To lose a faithful companion and protector leaves a huge hole in one’s heart, particularly when that protector has a wet nose and a wagging tail.
It is tough. We have lost 2 shepherds this year. One through stomach flipping and the other liver cancer which was a surprise. She died in my arms. Soon we will lose her sister who was diagnosed with bone cancer a few months ago. Odd, we thought she would be the first to go as she was diagnosed before the others; but she is not ready yet.
It has been a very tearful year and hard to get through.
These threads always get to me...my son just lost his dog..I’ve also lost many, and you never get over it..here’s a prayer I received the other day..Hear our humble prayer,O God, for our friends the animals,especially for animals who are suffering for animals that are over-worked,underfed and cruely treated;for all wistful creatures in captivity that beat their wings against bars;for any that are hunted or lost or deserted or frightened or hungry;for all that must be put to death..we entreat for them all Thy mercy and pity and for those who deal with them we ask a heart of compsion and gentle hands and kind words..make us, ourselves, to be true friends to animals and so to share the blessings of the merciful...
I'm very sorry for your loss.
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Remember her well.
When I was young my family owned a number of dogs (though never more than three at a time). One of them was a German shepherd named Susie. She was small as German shepherds go, but she still had that deep bark. When people came up the driveway and saw her at the front of the house barking, they wouldn’t get out of their cars, at least not until my parents told them Susie wouldn’t harm them.
She was a good dog. We had to put her down though, due to hip problems, and she was the only dog we ever had to do that for. Most of the rest met their end on the highway that ran past our house.
Incidentally, one of our other dogs was named Spunky. My dad ended up giving her to an animal shelter because she had an annoying habit of biting car tires; she could actually puncture sidewalls with her teeth! We didn’t find out he’d gotten rid of her, though, until my sister realized she hadn’t seen Spunky in the yard for a few days.
Sorry for your loss.
I have been there and had to make that decision twice. It’s heart wrenching but you have to do what is right for the animal and for me, to have faith that there really is a rainbow bridge!
SatinDoll, I’m so sorry about the loss of Sugar. God bless you for adopting her and giving her a good, happy life full of love.
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