My Dog Passed Away Yesterday

I'm very sorry. We lost our 12 year old Doberman, Harley, on January 7th. She was the sweetest dog. I have had dogs all my life and loved them all, but losing Harley just crushed my wife and I. My wife cried for three days. Even talking about her now puts tears in my eyes.

Harley had an amzing life and lived the fullest. From hiking, to playing with out chihuahuas and our kids. She loved laying out in backyard on a nice day. She was always on patrol!

A friend of my wifes called us a few weeks after we lost Harley and has a friend who is a doberman breeder and they had 2 females left. Nothing will replace Harley, but giving another Doby a home fits right in with us. So, we get baby Jorja. Loving her too.

Having dogs is one of the pleasures in life, it just stinks that they don't live as long as we would like them too.

WORTH IT THOUGH! Even when it is tough in the end.
 
I lost my best four legged friend-ever (pictured here) about 10 months ago. I talk to him for a few minutes every day since.
I walked Roscoe twice a day (two miles each time) for 12 years. He was so intelligent and learned about 200 words / phrases of the English language. Full of obedience, loyalty, courage and a master protector of our property.

We've replaced angelic Min Schnauzer Roscoe with a similar devilish Min Schnoodle (Henry). Totally different mannerisms with this guy..... operates best as a thief and troublemaker.....lol

I went thru this dog dying stuff four other times in our long marriage. I feel yours and your wife's pain. I sure hope your sorrow doesn't last as long as ours. Every time I walk the subdivision every day, I think of Roscoe being next to me and hate it when total strangers come hurriedly to the front sidewalk asking me why I don't walk Roscoe any more. That's when I always tear-up.

I can't walk Henry. I've had so many different bone replacements and can't seem to bend down to pick up the dog poop anymore. I'm not buying one of those grabber shovels and walking around with it for two miles every day. So for now, Henry stays home.
 
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Triple_Se7en said:
I lost my best four legged friend-ever (pictured here) about 10 months ago. I talk to him for a few minutes every day since.
I walked Roscoe twice a day (two miles each time) for 12 years. He was so intelligent and learned about 200 words / phrases of the English language. Full of obedience, loyalty, courage and a master protector of our property.

We've replaced angelic Roscoe with a similar devilish Schnoodle (Henry). Totally different mannerisms with this guy..... operates best as a thief and troublemaker.....lol
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So you went from a paladin to a rogue.

A puppy is like a box of chocolates, to steal a line from Forrest Gump.
 
So sorry for your loss. I still miss by big Newfie and every once in a while you find something that brings all those memories, and the pain, crashing back. Sounds like most here know exactly what you are going through.
 
We made it a year without a dog for the first time in our 36 years of marriage.It was close but we keep saying after the next road trip or vacation we will start looking. It’s very different.
 
There is another guy or girl looking for their forever home, so take the step and give them a good life, just like you have done in the past. Thank you caring soul.
 
Sorry, Man. Sucks when they die.

We currently have a 95 pound collie mix. We've had him since he was as big as his head. Now he's going to be 13 in a few months. Face is all white, starting to have trouble getting up...
My son was in second grade when we got him. We dropped my son off for his junior year of college last weekend. He told me if Mason dies, don't tell me.
 
billt460 said:
Man, this really hit me hard. And it was totally unexpected. He was fine until about 1:00 PM the day before yesterday. Running, jumping on and off the couch to get me up, demanding attention, and just raising hell in general like he always does.

Then he just stopped. And he laid on the living room rug and had a strange look in his eye. I knew something was wrong. He could barely get up and walk. I thought maybe he just pulled something.

I called the vet right away, and just my luck he was away, attending some sort of Veterinary conference meeting, (or at least that's what they told me), and he wouldn't be back until next Monday. At this point he seemed to be resting comfortable, and I really thought it wasn't too serious, and would pass.

I guess that's what I wanted to think. By late last night he had gotten progressively worse. His breathing got shorter, and he couldn't stand on his own. I thought we were going to lose him a couple of times over the night.

By morning it was obvious he had suffered a bad stroke, or something similar. I carried him outside so he could do his business, which he did with lot of difficulty. After that he tried to walk, but his legs gave out and he just fell over. I knew then it was over. He was suffering badly at this point.

I ended up calling most every vet in town with no luck. Half of them wouldn't even answer the phone, with just a recording to leave a message for a call back. I finally got a hold of the Animal Humane Society here in town, and I told them what I was up against, and they said they could see him at 2:30 PM yesterday.

And that was it. Just like that. I don't know what they gave him, but it was over in seconds. From healthy, to sick, to gone, in almost no time. That is it for me. No more dogs. I've had them all my life since I was a kid. But for me as I get older, I just can't take the grief when that time comes. My wife really took it hard, as did I.

They just don't live long enough. I really thought this guy had an easy 5 more years in him, just by the way he acted. But you just never know. Anyway, sorry for rambling on, but thanks for listening.
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I feel you. sorry for your loss. I had a beagle corgi mix for 17 years that I became very attached to after my parents moved. I started to pick up on her woofs, arfs, and grunts which all had their own meaning. It's tough. Macaws live to 70ish and tortoises 100 but don't seem to have the personality that dogs do.
 
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