dog loss

Rooney, the Miniature Pinscher, Pit Bull, Hound Mix Rescue, That Filled a Void (she said, part 1)

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“I’ve had dogs all my life and right now my family dogs are aging.

Our oldest dog, Schuler, who was a rescue Black Labrador and lived to be eighteen years old just died about six months ago.

I just moved to NYC, and  brought one of our other family dogs, Winnie, a Golden Retriever with me.

She is thirteen years old right now, and was just diagnosed with a slow progressing Leukemia.

The city was hard on her and she kept getting infections, so she ended up going back to Michigan to live with my retired parents.”

Koda, the intuitive German Shepherd (part 2)

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“Meanwhile, my dog was diagnosed with bone cancer.

Koda sensed that and responded with typical animal instincts and didn’t want him to be part of the pack.

After a few months, the more time they spent together, the more they warmed to each other.

They had a year together.”

Goldie, the Lagotto Romagnolo, that was a Surprise Birthday Present (part 1)

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“Toby, our last dog, a huge Wheaton Terrier, died about two and a half years ago and it was just time for a new pup.

I did a little research online.

I needed another hypoallergenic dog and I didn’t want to try to replace Toby, so I decided to get a different breed.

I wanted a female this time and a slightly smaller dog.

I called up a Lagotto breeder who I found on the web.”

Teller, Ivy, and Zoe, the Family of Bearded Collies (part 1)

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“I’ve had dogs all my life.

When I moved from Argentina to Manhattan I didn’t have the heart to have a large dog, but I promised my seven kids we would get a dog when we moved into a house and had the space and time to care for a dog.

We moved to Riverdale and got a Bearded Collie.  After a few years we got second Beardie.

The first Beardie lived to be eleven and the younger one died at only three, from epilepsy.

I could not get another dog because I felt I would be trying to replace the other two, but every time I walked in the street and saw a Bearded Collie, my heart would jump out.”

 

Tallulah, the Labrador Retriever/Whippet Rescue dog (Part 1)

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“I’ve always loved dogs.

I got Tally when I was in college, two years ago.

I got another dog first, but he was already sick with heart worm.

I didn’t want him to die in the shelter, so I adopted him and got him treated, but he died six months later from a grand mall seizure, related to his heart worm.

I knew I wanted to get another dog, so I waited until I went back home to Florence, Alabama and went to the local shelter, where I met Tally.”

 

 

Morgan, the Mini Doberman Pinscher Mix from Social Tees Animal Rescue (part 2, she said)

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“He’s very pretty and he has a nice smile.

The puppies were getting a lot of attention and Morgan was in his cage looking handsome and smiling.

He wasn’t a baby, he was six months old.

We filled out the paperwork and they did a background check on us.

We took him home that day.

The best thing about Morgan is that he’s so different from our Jack Russell, who was never affectionate, or even friendly for that matter.

He was aloof.”

Ike, the Rescue Boxer, Chow, Collie, Labrador, Hound, mix (he said, part 1)

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“My daughter was the reason we got Ike.

I thought she shouldn’t grow up without a dog.

We met Ike on the street and that put the wheel in motion.  We were just walking to dinner and encountered him.  He was very friendly and his foster dad said, he was up for adoption.

I had to come to grips with my reasons for not getting a dog.

Primarily, I thought the city is not a place for a big dog, and I only wanted a big dog.

Also, we travel a lot, I didn’t want to pick up poop, and I just didn’t want another responsibility.

But that was only partially the reason, the other being that I hadn’t gotten over the loss of my last dog.”

Dipper, the Wheaton Terrier with nine lives (part 2)

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“I came home from medical school and in some sort of twisted way, having Dipper in this pitiful situation, took me out of the misery that I was experiencing in school.

I refocused on family and the things that made me happier before my med school misery.

Then of course, Dipper made a miraculous recovery.

He was able to put med school in perspective, and stick around afterwards.

Now is not a good time for me to get a dog, but I hope my parents choose to get another dog once Dipper is gone.”

Diego, the sensitive greyhound rescue (part 4)

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“I filed for separation from my husband a few months after Nutmeg died.

I realized that both Nutmeg and Diego were my guardian angels.

Throughout the stress of divorce and daily life, my dogs have been a grounding force.

They’ve been angelic.

They have wisdom.

Having dogs has centered my focus.

No matter what I am going through, I always have a reason to get up, walk, and feed Diego.

I always have a grounding responsibility that is a privilege.”

Diego, the sensitive greyhound rescue (part 3)

“Nutmeg died in front of Diego and me.  It was painful to watch.

I thought Diego was going to die, too.

He literally shut down.  He stopped eating, going to the bathroom and he wouldn’t move.

It took weeks for him to recover.

I started to feed him home cooked meat and let him lay down anywhere.  The furniture that had been forbidden for the dogs was now welcome for Diego to lay on.

I was willing to do whatever it took to get him back to the living.”