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I had to bury my bud today (https://chiefsplanet.com/BB/showthread.php?t=202664)

Sorry bout your pup tooge. I'm still missing Keely... nearing a year now.

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Originally Posted by Darth CarlSatan (Post 5504726)

Most sincere condolences. I roomed off and on, and played in bands with one of my best friends in KC. He adopted a white German Sheppard from a friend of his, and that dog was the "house dog" to about 20 different people over the years.

I decided to go by his house one night, out of the blue, for shits and giggles. When I got to the door I heard our buddy barking, but he wasn't running to the door per his usual MO. I knew right away something was wrong.
I went inside, and sure enough; he was laid out on the floor. His hips had gone bad, he was getting old, he had some major problems with his digestive tract by that point, and he was hopped up on "doggy painkillers".
I stayed and had dinner with my friend. After dinner( and MUCH booze )we took him outside to let him do his business. He could still walk, but it wasn't easy for him to do. All of the houses near westport are built on steep inclines and have steps from the sidewalk to the floor level and then more steps up to the porch.
I was doing pretty good until he started showing difficulty getting up that incline. I walked back over to him and urged him on, and when he finally made it up to the top; I absolutely lost it.
Of all the people that had come and gone in that dog's life, I was the only one aside from my friend who spent real time with him, taking him for monster long walks, throwing the ball around in the yard and in the park, and just enjoying having him around and in my life.
I've had, and have, family members and friends who will never get that level of sorrow out of me.
I found out that he had died a couple of days later, and I was really grateful that I had that chance to see him and say goodbye. Still am.

dusty in here

Sorry for your loss. That sucks. :(

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Sorry to hear that Tooge. It has been over 6 years since our Black Lab had to be put down. I can still get a lump in my throat when we look at pictures.

Wiping my tears for your loss. It's tough to lose a friend.

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Originally Posted by Darth CarlSatan (Post 5504726)

I think something is wrong with my eyes after reading that one...it seems like the fluid running out of them or something.
Sorry for your loss

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Originally Posted by tooge (Post 5504398)

Well, today I had to do the last two loyal tasks a pet owner ever has to do for thier buddy. I had to put my yellow lab Kegan down today. I then buried her under her favorite tree by the garden. That sucked. Gonna miss her. I'm really not looking forward to the telling the kids after school. RIP Keegs.

I've posted this before, but it's appreopriate again I think.
Condolences to you and yours Toogs and Godspeed Keegs

(it's an old Dear Abby column I saved after we had to put our first husky to sleep in '97).

Dogs Don't Have Souls, Do They?

I remember bringing you home. You were so small and cuddly with your tiny paws and soft fur.

You bounced around the room with eyes flashing and ears flopping. Once in a while, you'd let out a little yelp just to let me know this is your territory.

Making a mess of the house and chewing on everything in sight became a passion, and when I scolded you, you just put your head down and looked up at me with those innocent eyes, as if to say, "I'm sorry, but I'll do it again as soon as you 're not watching."

As you got older, you protected me by looking out the window and barking at everyone who walked by. When I had a tough day at work, you would be waiting for me with your tail wagging, just to say, "Welcome home. I missed you." You never had a bad day and I could always count on you to be there for me.

When I sat down to read the paper and watch TV, you would hop on my lap looking for atention. You never asked for anything more than to have me pat your head so you could go to sleep with your head over my leg.

As you got older you moved around more slowly. Then, one day, old age finally took its toll and you couldn't stand on those wobbly legs anymore. I knelt down and patted you lying there, trying to make you young again. You just looked up to me as if to say that you were old and tired and that after all of these years of not asking for anything, you had to ask me for one favor.

With tears in my eyes, I dorve you one last time to the vet. One last time, you were lying next to me. For some strange reason, you were able to stand up in the animal hospital; perhaps it was your sense of pride.

As the vet led you away, you stopped for an instant, turned your head and looked at me as if to say, "Thank you for taking care of me."

I thought, "No, thank you for taking care of me."

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Originally Posted by truebigdog (Post 5504876)

Figures it would be the last post that got to me. That is some seriously sad stuff right there.

Very very sorry for your loss Tooge, as I write this my faithful golden retriever and best buddy Otis (named for a certain wide receiver) has his head in my lap looking for some attention.

I got him about 6 months after I lost my last golden, Max. It was incredibly hard to bury Max, he died unexpectedly of a heart defect I didn't know he had until it was too late at a little over 2 years of age. I waited and waited until I was of high enough rank to get my own place and move out of the barracks before I could get Max. He was my roommate and buddy while I was so far from friends and family.

I'll never forget the trip we made cross country after I got out of the Air Force and we moved back home to Missouri. I took out the back seat of my Jeep Wrangler and made a bed for him. I crammed the last of my possessions that the movers didn't take into the front seat with me so he would be comfortable for the trip.

Every couple hundred miles he would lean his head over my seat and place it on my shoulder. I'll never forget the look of people who shared the elevator with us when we stayed overnight in Colorado... something comedic about a 110 lb golden retriever getting on the elevator and being scared silly by the automatic doors.

I wasn't ready for another dog but my parents bought me Otis for Christmas of '07 http://www.chiefsplanet.com/BB/showthread.php?t=173931 , so he is just a little over a year old now. He's just as good a dog as Max was and I love him just as much. I never would have beleived it myself, but getting another dog really is the fastest way to heal.

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Originally Posted by truebigdog (Post 5504867)

I think something is wrong with my eyes after reading that one...it seems like the fluid running out of them or something.
Sorry for your loss

Thanks. We laugh about him now, but it was just a horrible experience at the time. When my buddy took him in, he was already about three years old, and that was in 1991. Fourteen years is a long time to have with an animal and he was so human, he might as well have been a little kid.

One of the saddest things I've ever seen in my life was my friend tell his 8 year-old son who was there that night "If you see your dad start to cry out of the blue and for no apparent reason over the next couple of months, don't worry".

So sorry about your loss. Losing a dog/pet is one of the hardest things to endure.

Sorry to hear about that tooge. We lost our girl 2 years ago and still think about her all the time.

My mom forced my dad to take my dog to the pound. He was a mean little bitch so he was probably killed soon after. He growled at everyone and even snapped at me a few times. But I still miss him. That was like...5 years ago. Sorry for your loss.

It's been a year or two since Stumppy got put down. He was around 13 I believe, and had got hit by a car was in bad shape. It sucked then, I can't imagine putting one of our beagles down.