After I made my last post this morning, I put my rain boots and heavy clothing on and went trooping through the swampy forest behind my house. There used to be 200 acres back there, but with all the liberals leaving Toronto to contaminate my town, they’ve built several subdivisions and knocked down a lot of the forest, and there are only 3-4 acres left. I did a careful grid search and found my baby after a couple of hours, disemboweled. I dropped to my knees and cried hard for at least 1/2 hour. When I got too cold and wet to stay there any longer, I picked her up and brought her home.
I think when I opened the door after being stuck in Buffalo for 5 hours, there must have been that coyote that we’ve seen every few months lurking near the house. The way Nala took off between my legs the second I opened the door was highly unusual. I ran after her but she was too far ahead of me to catch her and she just wouldn’t listen. I saw her run towards the forest and I made the mistake of going back home for a flashlight. I got back to where she ran in 3-4 minutes later and went into the woods. I kept calling and listening, but I didn’t hear anything. No cry, no bark, no whine, no panting. No sound at all. I think she may have already been killed by the time I got back there with my flashlight.
I can’t stop crying. My eyes are burning and I have the first headache I’ve had in over 20 years. I’m probably dehydrated but I can’t swallow anything past the lump in my throat. I loved that dog like none I’ve ever had before (please forgive me sweet Zeus and the late Jewel, Maverick, Hollywood, Idgy, Gizmo and Happy). I have to travel to Atlanta tomorrow to play in the Bridge National Championships and I can barely see my keyboard. The toys she squeaked in the middle of the night to wake me up are everywhere and I want vengeance on that coyote. I’m not too happy with Kurt and Monica Villani right now either, but they’re already dead. I’m just a broken-hearted hot mess.
I’m so sorry to hear this very sad news.
Prayers for your peace of mind and heart.
Oh, no.
I am so sorry to hear this, LL.
Prayers being said, for you.....
So sorry for your loss...
Dear Linda - I am so very sorry. How horrible and tragic. I can’t even imagine how you’re feeling. Praying for God’s comforting arms to surround you. Poor Nala. RIP, sweet doggy.
Oh no. That is so incredibly sad. So sorry. 😢
My heart breaks for your loss. I can’t imagine the horror of losing my pet this way. May the Lord comfort you.
so so sorry to hear about your beloved pet....may God grant you some kind of peace and good luck to you at the Bridge tournament....
Prayers 🙏🙏🙏 UP for you!
Just damn
O MY God!
SOOO sorry!
So sorry to hear about your furbaby.
Hugs, LL...
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That is heartbreaking, Linda. I am so sorry for your terrible loss— and to see her so mangled. Horrific.
Maybe she smelled the coyote and was charging him? My heart breaks for you.
I’m so glad you brought her home... where she was safe and happy and cherished. You gave her the perfect life for a dog: unconditionally loved by the Master they love unconditionally. A dog’s dream come true.
May the Lord give you comfort. So sorry to hear this.
Terribly sorry. So heartbreaking!
😥 God loves you... take some time to count your blessings also. Stand in opposition to a darkening world. We all stand in the dock, WWG1WGA!
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So sorry. Prayers
Oh Linda, my heart breaks for you.
Offering hugs and prayers.
Linda, I am so very sorry for your loss. We have also had that happen. Sometimes when they take off.... there’s just no stopping them.
I’m so sorry to hear what happened.
I know how it feels.
May GOD heal the hole in your heart.
So very, very sorry.