Posted on 12/04/2004 1:11:19 PM PST by treeclimber
The Dread Boston Salty is on the hearth, showing his belly to the fire right now. I'm so teary I can hardly see him. He's only six and doing fabulously, and the cats (who are all 11) are in great shape . . . and I have nightmares about once a week about losing one of them.
Whay can't dogs live to be our age? Mankind's Best Friend.
My last one got killed in the road on the 4th of JULY. My brother was watching him while I was doing my Navy duties. My brother was crushed about it. I know it is something that happens. Any other day he would have made it across the 4 lanes no problem in that sleepy old town.
Rest In Peace Booka T
"I often wonder what human kind did to deserve such a wonderful companion."
I agree its is a blessing. No other animal is so devoted to humans than dogs; even more so to us than to their own.
There are countless stories of dogs giving their life to save a human-from alerting them to a burning house, to protecting them from an attacker.
I love dogs.
A real heartbreaker! Brought tears to my eyes and I don't even own a dog. Beautifully written.
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Damn. (I think that's my first expletive on FR.)
Not me! My little cocker is my baby!
Until I was afflicted with an Aortic dissection two weeks after getting married and while I was in surgery to regain my life, the love of my life was busy taking my Malamute and best friend of twelve years to the animal hospital to have him put to sleep.
After coming home as a 5% survivor of my affliction, I had to ask where Sitka was.....Two weeks later I filed for separation.
You've GOT to be kidding???!!!
You've GOT to be kidding???!!!
But I know you're not....
Damn!!!
Don't be too hard on yourself. I'm a dog lover and it sounds like you did the humane thing. There is something to be said for quality of life and he didn't have much left.
Glad you got rid of the real b*tch!
And how is Salty these days? Ol' one-eyed Elmo will turn eleven next month. I believe we discussed Bostons once.
I took him for a long walk last Sunday, a couple of miles. It's the first time we both got tired out together. He used to have plenty left when I was done-in. He spends a lot more time sleeping these days unless the grandkids are over, then he really comes to life.
His breath has gotten a bit rough, not like when he was a puppy, but not so bad I can't hug him, hard little runt that he is. He hates that - not "manly" I suppose. He's my bud, no matter what.
And I'm sorry I met her and followed her self promotion and inconsiderate inhuman attitude as long as I did.
I just hope that her next "victim" doesn't own a dog.
I am in full recovery however with "Silver" my Siberian Husky and less the loss of furniture from his teething from his younger years, we are bonding well. : )
Bump.
No, it was a stumbled step taken in life and a step toward understanding true friendship and how precious it is.
Salty is phenomenal - his sweater is in the dryer right now, and he's waiting by the fire for it to be ready. He likes to get in it when it's warm from being dried. Give Elmo a big girlie squeeze for me!
*sighs*
*sniffles* I shouldn't have read that!
I did a weim rescue event this afternoon -- I have two adopted weims -- http://www.weimrescuetexas.org
:)
How could someone leave one their fur kids at one of those places?
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