needed this thread after reading the sled dog cull story...thx all for sharing
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needed this thread after reading the sled dog cull story...thx all for sharing
Here is a few shots of Nugget, The Nug, nug-chop, fuck-rod, raddest little beast I ever knew. Slept on the foot of the bed 15 years. Lasted through 4-5 girlfriends. Exterminated wild chickens with precision. Stretched a few cats. Crushed big dogs that fucked with him. Loyal and great with kids. Chick magnet. Loved hot showers. Bodysurfed pretty big waves. Gone 4 years and I am still not ready for another dog. Went to work every day with me his whole life. Could sleep on a bag of hammers...I think he could type...
Great thread.
Reading material - Where the Red Fern Grows
Don't read the last chapter in a public place.
Thought i'd bump a good thread as 8 or 9 years ago while roofin in the West Valley ghettos I found a cool mutt wandering the streets. At the time we had 300lb of newf brothers. So after fostering him for a month or two. We gave him to my neices. This was their first dog and broght them much joy.
Sadly we sent Marley aka Sir Snarly Snizzle on the journey over the rainbow bridge last night due to GI cancer/issues.
I'm bummed I cant find any pics of him on this computer to post.
But godspeed you on your journey guy. You brought those kids a lot of happiness and helped teach them responsibility. I'm glad i found ya and a good home for ya.
give them furkids a hug cause the time we spend togather is always too short
Real sorry to hear that Dibs. I do hope you are doing ok. No fun man.
It's all good I've been through it before a 1/2 dozen times, but the youngens are takin it hard.
I guess I should tell em
It's "just" the shittiest part of having a creature that gives so much unconditional love and enhancement to our lives
Thanks for the bump, it's the first time I've read through this thread.
I'm sorry for your loss.
A friend of mine lost his buddy over the weekend. He wrote this about him, and I found it too awesome not to share,
"It was who you were, a family dog. You were not owned, you were loved."
RIP Ferris.
http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphot...541_5921_n.jpg
Wow, I just saw this. That was a awesome tribute. I promised my old kittie no more puppies in her home until she passes on, so hopefully a 3 year wait for me. Then we decided to get 2 of the little buddies.
RIP Ferris, you were an awesome looking guy. I know if love could have kept you alive, you would still be here.
this made me tear up a little. (sorry for the tall image)
http://i.imgur.com/19Hwt.jpg
Jesus. Fucking misty over here.
Whoever wrote/drew that learned a very important lesson from "just a dog." Good find.
This was really hard for me to read..........
(Long story short) I got divorced a year ago and left Jester with my ex because I knew that he loved the 100's of acres he could roam that he's always known, and that my ex would be able to take him to work every day, and with my new life and job, I'd have a small yard and a job that I couldn't take him.
I came back to Michigan for a visit a week ago and got to keep Jester with me for the week. He knew me immediately and loved doing most of the stuff we used to do together.
I wish I could visit him more often, but I moved to Tahoe and can't get back to Michigan very often.
Here he is playing catch with me in my moms yard.
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And one more of him thinking he's a lap dog, when he was all tuckered out from playing in the yard.
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Last time I bumped this most excellent thread was filled with sorrow as my neices sent the pooch I found for them on the rainbow bridge journey.
Today's bump is one of joy as the cycle of owning just another dog continues, this little cutie came to visit yesterday
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I voted for tuscadora or tuscy as a name but my neices went with Leah.
she is a six week old chocolate lab pup from the humane society
She's not quite sure of Kessler yet
http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y19...i/IMG_2079.jpg
Awesome.
Awesome pic SFB!
I grew up with dogs and still have 4 bordercollies in my life, they can be a pain in the ass sometimes but the great thing is that no matter how tired I get of them I always miss them after a day or two.
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And here's one of the laziest dogs I've ever known, my sisters. Yeah, she's actually sleeping
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...gettin' Ready --
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Still , getting ready - for Anything . !
... meet ' Blue ' ,
pretty Good dog If you ask me --
Way too important ...
Sunday , we introduced Her to a new pup ...
They played Hard (,) and Great - together...
Monday morning, She was gunnin' - with - the pup(,) when
I saw her ' tip over ' ...
strangest twenty-five seconds i've had in a while . . .
[ Please! come back ... ]
She Is .
i knew this path was coming --
This was really the first year She has shown age . ...
we don't live as large as many of you, ,,, but ' Blue ' could have --
She has had a big job...
now it is my turn .
' I had an old dog
and Her name is ' Blue ' ... '
I Still love this place . Thanks... skiJ
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I love my two girls to no end. But sometimes they push it. Last week my border collie/aussie ate an entire chicken carcass I had stashed in the garbage (with a lock on the cabinet handle, how'd she do it?) and cost me $300 in radiographs and one lovely morning of cutting poop out of her butt puffs due to explosive chicken bone diarrhea. The kelpie/basenji has a bark that shatters eardrums and I am seriously worried about getting kicked out of our new apartment that has paper-thin walls. Any tips on stopping the barking would be helpful. It's only when she hears a noise or gets excited. But the point is, I love my dogs and will live where they can live. And will do everything in my means to make them happy. They are seriously some of my best friends.
i realize this is for dog lovers but i am an animal lover. my first pet was a dog, but every one after that was a cat, mostly by happenstance. the first lived to 15, the second to 5 (hit by a car when my folks were taking care of her while i was in yellowstone for the summer) and the third (and last) to 18. when the last one was about 8, she hopped up on a neighbor's disassembled motorcycle and knocked it over but didn't jump clear. the frame caught her back end and broke either her back or her tail, i couldn't tell. somehow she managed to pull herself back into the house and when i came home with a couple long-time friends, something was obviously wrong and i rushed to her to the emergency vet. i was choked up so bad i couldn't speak to the receptionist -- all this in front of a 10 year old and his dad, who thought i was ridiculous, in the lobby. one of my long-time friends said "geez, man, it's just a cat" and that was basically the end of our friendship.
as it turned out, it broke her tail one vertebrae past her hips, so she survived and although i had the option of chopping her tail off, i couldn't bring myself to do it, and she spent the rest of her years trying to perk up a tail that always flopped to the side. she died in my arms 7 years ago almost to the day and although i have endured my fair share of tragedy with humans, it's still one of the toughest memories of my life.
I hear ya Spook. I will never forget having my dogs die in my arms. Thank goodness the wife let me adopt this little character 6 weeks ago.
http://i64.photobucket.com/albums/h1...ts/pets022.jpg
And here is the 15 year old princess of the house. Amber is the best cat I have ever lived with. Hopefully she has many years left in her.
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Man ... a bunch of tear jerkers in this thread. After reading most of it yesterday, I went home and spent some quality time with my pup.
An honest question for the dog folks in this thread: Just how far would you go to save your dog?
I ask because I saw a couple on some TV show awhile back that went over $40k into debt to save their dog. Not a special breed or working dog with lots of training invested, and they did not appear to be wealthy. Though I am not a dog-owner I fully understand the sentiment of this thread, but damn, $40k? It made me curious where other people would draw the line.
How far would you go to save your kid?
Too many variables, too hard to say. Depends on what "saving" means, depends on quality of life for the dog afterwards, depends on my own circumstances and what I'm willing to sacrifice at any given time. When I put my Elkhound down I could have "saved" him from dying that day by spending several thousand dollars on heart surgery. He was almost 15 years old, arthritic and having a hard time keeping food down (had to feed him small quantities of soft food). His quality of life was already pretty low, he couldn't even walk a mile any more and struggled to get up the back steps. On top of that, the vet said the surgery might extend his life another 6 months if all went well but there would be no improvement in his other problems. It wasn't worth it to me to spend any money to put him through that for so little return. Letting him go was the best thing for both of us. OTOH, if my current dog had a problem that could be dealt with by throwing a bunch of money at it and would have a high chance of a long healthy life (he's about to turn 5), I'd have a hard time finding the line.
Yeah, I scowled at my pup this morning when she woke the baby because she was so excited to see me this morning that she barked. This morning was no different than any other--just happy to see me is all :) She got a good hug, a treat and I think maybe the lake is in order.
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vibes bros
A DOG'S 10 COMMANDMENTS:
1) My life is likely to last 8-15 years. Any seperation from you is likely to be painful...
2)Give me time to understand what you want from me...
3) Place your trust in me, it is crucial for my well being...
4)Don't be angry with me for long and don't lock me up for punishment...you have your work, your friends, your entertainment...but I only have you...
5) Talk to me...even if I don't understand your words, I do understand your tone of voice when talking to me...
6) Be aware that how ever you may treat me, I will never forget it...
7) Before you hit me, before you strike me...remember that I could hurt you too...and yet I choose not too bite...
8)Before you scold me for being lazy or uncooperative...ask yourself if something might be lacking or bothering me. Perhaps I'm not getting the right food, or haven't been walked enough or my heart might be getting old or weak...
9) Please take care of me when I grow old, you too will grow old...
10) On the ultimate difficult journey, go with me please. NEVER say you cant bare to watch...Don't make me face this alone, everything is easier for me if you are there because I love you so...
My pal wasn't feeling really hot yesterday morning, so he came to the office with me for the day. We're on day 2 now - he's become a bit of a celebrity. Wish I could do this every day...
Dogs really add a lot to your life, and as a humans, I don't know if I could ever re-pay the debt I owe to him for all he's given me. I tried though - we shared some ice cream today for lunch! :)
Nice to see this thread is still alive.
(((dogs)))
^^^^Yep, and for me, it still always brings out the tears and a bunch of smiles.
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I got this shot taken last week right after my dog Po got diagnosed with lymphoma. He had a nasty cough and swollen nodes and the vet said he has seen it 1000 times. We might have a week or month but Po's days were officially numbered. Po has always been unusually jovial and very social. He is almost 12 and has spent many a day sitting patiently in the shade watching me labor on a chainsaw/shovel/pulaski/framing hammer etc. I always joked that he should be getting $1/hr because of the moral support he would offer a beleaguered work crew. Po was ALWAYS happy!
He has been going downhill by the day. Basically starving tho death because he refuses to eat. Only a few bites of sausage or canned salmon now. He wheezes all night and has a horrible leaky ass thing going on. Crapped out some nasty black goo at 3 am last night. I have telling myself he is still happy until last night. He was embarrassed and has been wobbly on his feet. can't really get up the stairs.
At what point am I hanging on for my own sake? The clock is ticking to make the call to the vet for one last ride to town.
+++ vibes+++ Po is a cool dog.
Vibes, Carpathian. I think you will know when the time is right, but it doesn't sound very good right now. Our dog Dallas died at home and I know he was uncomfortable in the final hours. When we brought him home from the vet that day we didn't know things were that bad and he died that night. We were happy we could be there with him at home in the end, but I have deep regrets that he suffered in his final hours.
Sorry that you're going though this. He sounds like a great dog.
My understanding is that "black goo" is probably blood. Poor Po, he looks like a really sweet dog. Just try to consider what's best for him and you'll come to the right decision.
It can take a day or two to arrange to have a vet come out to your home to put Po asleep. That is really the best way for you to say good bye to a dear friend, so start looking into it. Be sure the vet gives Po two shots. The first to put him to sleep and the second one sends them over the Rainbow Bridge. Don't do just the one lethal shot. My last vet fucked this up as I didn't ask ahead of time. Just take my word for it and get the two shots. And vibes, I am sorry to hear your guy is close to the end.