In loving memory
July 26, 2010
My ever-faithful puppy passed away today after almost 15 years with me. Despite her epilepsy, she was an amazingly active dog who loved to hike and white-water raft. I will miss her more than I can say.
Please feel free to share stories about your favorite pet.
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Man, I am so sorry Anitra. My dog of 13 years just died last month, so i feel your pain. i sometimes still expect her to come running in when i go through the front door! It is so sad….
Oh, Christy, I’m so sorry for your loss too. It’s so hard when they have been with us for such a long time. I’m the same way–expecting her to run into my office at any moment. The only thing that’s holding me together is the thought that if I was offered the chance to end this pain but the catch was I would have no memory of her at all, I would say no. This pain now is worth all the joy she brought me over the years. I wouldn’t trade a moment away.
I hope you feel better too. (((Hugs)))
I’m not religious but I loved this after I lost my dog of 15 years.
The Creation
When God had made the earth and sky
the flowers and the trees,
He then made all the animals
the fish, the birds and bees.
And when at last He’d finished
not one was quite the same.
He said, “I’ll walk this world of mine
and give each one a name.”
And so He traveled far and wide
and everywhere He went,
a little creature followed Him
until it’s strength was spent.
When all were named upon the earth
and in the sky and sea,
the little creature said, “Dear Lord,
there’s not one left for me.”
Kindly the Father said to him,
“I’ve left you to the end.
I’ve turned my own name back to front
and called you dog, My friend.”
Author Unknown
I’m not religious either, but I loved that.
Thank you so much for sharing. There really is something special about a dog. She was never happier than when I asked, “Wanna come with?” It didn’t matter where I was going, she was thrilled to go with me. And if I had to go without her, she was dancing with joy when I returned home. I called it her shiver-with-joy-puppy-dance. 
I truly thought I’d never ever be able to find another dog after Bear died. He was a gorgeous German Shepard/Golden Retriever. He looked like a German Shepard that took a trip in the Dryer and came out a big fluff ball. He was super smart and made me laugh so much that sometimes I’d start laughing when I saw him.
Once when we left him behind to go to the store (he didn’t get the concept of 100 degree heat in the car), he had a temper tantrum and pulled the pins out of a pin cushion with his front teeth. All 150 of them! We took him to the emergency vet thinking he had to have swallowed some. 3 xrays later, none. He had managed to pull each pin out of the pin cushion without swallowing one! Obviously, he was a spoiled brat.
After he died, we waited one year. We went to the shelter and one dog stood out. She was a mean looking dog- brindle, part pit but she would lick my hand everytime I passed. She kept looking like she was saying pleeeezzzzee. I found out she had less than a day left and she’d be put down. I took her home and figured out, I had the goofiest dog ever. She is so silly and loyal and obedient. She came w/ two blown ear drums (she had been abused) but she is so sweet, you risk only being licked to death.
I will always miss Bear but my new dog makes me realize how wonderful pets are in general. Seriously, I know I did not pick my dogs, they picked me. I’m so happy they did.
OMG, he sounds so cute! I love your description. And how in the world did he manage to pull the pins without eating any? That is one seriously talented dog!
I’m sure some day the same thing will happen for me. I’ll look at a dog and my heart will just melt and that’ll be it. I’ll fall in love again once the pain goes away. Thank you so much for sharing Michelle. I apologize for my late reply–I’ve been trying to distract myself by getting out of the house more and away from the computer. I spent a lot of time here with her so it’s hard sometimes.