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My first dog that I had I got in 1998 from the human society.  He was a half german shepherd and half border collie and he was by far the smartest dog I have ever been around.  We had a tradition for Packers games that he would get a beer before the game (yep I know that is supposed to be bad for dogs but he LOVED it)

One morning before work in 2013 I found him at the bottom of my stairs and he couldn't move.  The day before I had played my last game of Frisbee catch with him and the next day he had what the vet thought was a stroke or cancer that had paralyzed him suddenly.  So in a few short hours I went from one more game of fetch to putting him down.  The saddest thing of it all was my other dog as we are leaving the house sniffing him like he was saying goodbye and was crying when we left the house.

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Blair Kiel posted:

Ouch.

When we'd separate our dogs, even for a minute, they'd cry for each other.

When Lizzie went into cardiac arrest at the vet, we had Tyson with us (in other room with our daughter) She died on the table. We brought Tyson into the room to see her. He sniffed her.

We went home and he knew she was gone. Best thing we ever did was to let him see her after she'd passed. He knew she was gone.

I will definitely remember that when one of our dogs goes.

Blair Kiel posted:

 We brought Tyson into the room to see her. He sniffed her.

We went home and he knew she was gone. Best thing we ever did was to let him see her after she'd passed. He knew she was gone.

Horses too. I did this when my oldest horse passed. Well, I didn't - hubby did because I was sobbing too hard. He took Ginger over so she knew Count was "gone."

Just got word from a friend that they had to put down their 15 year old beagle.  Elmer was almost more human than dog. I'm not kidding. When they would travel up North,  Elmer would be sound asleep in the back seat. But as soon as they turned onto U S 10 at Elsworth Elmer would be up bouncing around knowing he was getting fresh cheese curds. 

RochNyFan posted:
MNPackman posted:
RochNyFan posted:

Last April I had to make the very hard decision to let my Black Lab go just one month shy of his 15th birthday.  Losing him really tore me up, and for the past year, my daughter and fellow Packer fan has been lobbying for another dog, even giving me a Packer dog tag for Christmas, with "Jordy" engraved on the front - he's long been her favorite Packer.  Unfortunately, the real Jordy left GB, but as of last week, I have another Jordy romping around the house.  I'd forgotten how much work puppies are, but I am really happy that we have a dog in the family again.

Glad you decided to adopt another one. I've lost 4 dogs over the last 9 years, and I can't imagine life without one. I'm a Basset Hound guy myself, and I currently have 2: 1 is a Basset/English Pointer mix, and the other is a 3 year old special needs Basset that I adopted from Belly Rubs Basset Rescue in Tennessee.

One of my neighbors is out walking his Basset every day.  His ears crack me up!  Can't imagine losing four dogs in such a short span...just losing my last one almost made me never want a dog again for fear of going through that again.  But the love and laughter they bring you makes it all worth it.  Good luck with your pups.

 

Thanks bud! Things are going well. Here's a picture of the 2 of them:

Clara is the Basset/English Pointer(the white one). She lost her left eye when she was a young pup (before I had her), due to her chewing on a live electrical wire.

Jesse, (the brown one) I brought home on May 5th from a Tennessee rescue. He's had a rough start to his life: He's been shot (still has some BB's in him), and has some other injury, maybe hit by a car, which dislocated one of his pelvic bones, and it did not heal properly. As a result of this he has nerve damage on his backend, and leaks pee and poop, but I can deal with that, and I'm going to work with him to manage it.

 

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Last April I had to make the very hard decision to let my Black Lab go just one month shy of his 15th birthday.  Losing him really tore me up, and for the past year, my daughter and fellow Packer fan has been lobbying for another dog, even giving me a Packer dog tag for Christmas, with "Jordy" engraved on the front - he's long been her favorite Packer.  Unfortunately, the real Jordy left GB, but as of last week, I have another Jordy romping around the house.  I'd forgotten how much work puppies are, but I am really happy that we have a dog in the family again.

Glad you decided to adopt another one. I've lost 4 dogs over the last 9 years, and I can't imagine life without one. I'm a Basset Hound guy myself, and I currently have 2: 1 is a Basset/English Pointer mix, and the other is a 3 year old special needs Basset that I adopted from Belly Rubs Basset Rescue in Tennessee.

One of my neighbors is out walking his Basset every day.  His ears crack me up!  Can't imagine losing four dogs in such a short span...just losing my last one almost made me never want a dog again for fear of going through that again.  But the love and laughter they bring you makes it all worth it.  Good luck with your pups.

 

Thanks bud! Things are going well. Here's a picture of the 2 of them:

Clara is the Basset/English Pointer(the white one). She lost her left eye when she was a young pup (before I had her), due to her chewing on a live electrical wire.

Jesse, (the brown one) I brought home on May 5th from a Tennessee rescue. He's had a rough start to his life: He's been shot (still has some BB's in him), and has some other injury, maybe hit by a car, which dislocated one of his pelvic bones, and it did not heal properly. As a result of this he has nerve damage on his backend, and leaks pee and poop, but I can deal with that, and I'm going to work with him to manage it.

 

Ditto what BK said.  Those are two lucky pups.

I became highly attached to dogs as a young boy.  To be frank, there wasn't a whole lot of love coming my way from people.  But, I sure got it from the doggies.  I have been taking dogs for runs since I was 10 or 11 years old.

Brighty (first family dog, a female Weimaraner).

Bruiser and Browny Boots half Weimaraner.  Brighty accidentally got pregnant and my folks kept Browny and Bruiser.

Misty (Weimaraner) and Rascal (German Short Haired Pointer).  These were my mom's.

Max (German Short Haired Pointer and my first dog).

Tyler, my Chocolate Lab.

Rufus - don't know what he was!

Now I have Sandy, a German Short Haired.  Adopted her at 4.  Don't know what I would do without her.  She is 10 now and she has begun to show her age.

Such wonderful creatures.  So wonderful to have them around, but so painful to see them go.

We will all be reunited.

We have two pugs.  Two sisters we got from a rescue in Kansas.   They were abused and likely used to breed for puppy mills.  Just goes to show some real evil and bad people do exist in this world. 

We got them after we had to put down our other two dogs three years ago.  One of them had cancer and the other one was blind and dead and totally dependent on her.  It was a brutal experience as we had both of them for 13 years and they were such a fixture and presence for our family and daughters growing up. 

I’m not an emotional dude but you do get attached to those critters and it’s sad when they go. 

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