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Nick
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Nick,
Poodles send licks, tail wags and pack Unity.
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:cry: :cry: :cry: I am so sorry Nick .
Dusty
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I'm sad..
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His spirit will roam those woods forever...sorry to hear....
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I feel for ya - got one on the way out myself.
Todd.
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Sorry man, that's a bummer
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I know it's a hard thing. Mans best friend.
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Ouch...got an aging Labrador here at my feet, hope he lasts a few more years....beautiful shepherd there...what a great companion.
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I am sorry for your loss, the love for an animal is special and the loss can be oh so hard, lost a couple dear ones myself.
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I'm so sorry for your loss. I have been there and it is a big loss. Thought I wouldn't get another dog but in two months I couldn't hold out and got a great cattle dog.
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They never live long enough. Sorry for your loss. :cry:
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These days always kill me. So sorry Nick. Simply one of the sweetest things in this life.
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Sorry to hear. They are such great friends.
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Sorry for your loss.
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So Sorry. Never is never long enough. Forever exists. Namaste.
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Saying remember the good times is never enough..but we need to..
They are in our lives for a short time but in memories forever
Going to love on our two dogs before going to bed...one of those hugs will be for yours...
Jeff
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Megan and I are very sorry Nick. Our dog Mia sends you a lick of commiseration and support.
Dave
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I feel your loss. :cry: The bigger the dog the shorter it's life span. Small dogs live a lot longer. :grin:
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Sorry Nick. :cry:
John Henry
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They truly move in a different dimension don't they Nick? Being with them gives us a glimpse of it...just the faintest glimpse.
Being a retired Veterinarian I had the good fortune to spend most of my life with them. I lost my 18 year old Beagle mix "Jimmy" just last year-he went to work with me every day. He arrived when he was three having been hit by a car and spent a couple years learning to walk again in a wheel chair like contraption I made but that never dampened his sunny disposition. I miss his extra bit sunshine every damn day...
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Thanks for all the great support and comments folks. It really does help.
Casey was trouble. She met life full on - always ready for anything. We will miss her.
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Nick,
So sorry to hear for your loss. Our dogs give us so much joy and love, but leave us too soon. Having just loss our labrador, Hannah, last Friday, I know that big hole in the heart all too well.
Perhaps Casey and Hannah are playing together while they wait for us.
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I know that motorcyclists tend to be dog owners, but I can tell you that, having jut lost a beloved cat last Saturday, it hurts when they go, too.
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I have had several dogs in my life.
"THE LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF AN EXTREMELY DISTINGUISHED DOG
by Eugene O'Neill
I, SILVERDENE EMBLEM O'NEILL (familiarly known to my family, friends, and acquaintances as Blemie), because the burden of my years and infirmities is heavy upon me, and I realize the end of my life is near, do hereby bury my last will and testament in the mind of my Master. He will not know it is there until after I am dead. Then, remembering me in his loneliness, he will suddenly know of this testament, and I ask him then to inscribe it as a memorial to me.
I have little in the way of material things to leave. Dogs are wiser than men. They do not set great store upon things. They do not waste their days hoarding property. They do not ruin their sleep worrying about how to keep the objects they have, and to obtain the objects they have not. There is nothing of value I have to bequeath except my love and my faith. These I leave to all those who have loved me, to my Master and Mistress, who I know will mourn me most, to Freeman who has been so good to me, to Cyn and Roy and Willie and Naomi and -- But if I should list all those who have loved me, it would force my Master to write a book. Perhaps it is vain of me to boast when I am so near death, which returns all beasts and vanities to dust, but I have always been an extremely lovable dog.
I ask my Master and Mistress to remember me always, but not to grieve for me too long. In my life I have tried to be a comfort to them in time of sorrow, and a reason for added joy in their happiness. It is painful for me to think that even in death I should cause them pain. Let them remember that while no dog has ever had a happier life (and this I owe to their love and care for me), now that I have grown blind and deaf and lame, and even my sense of smell fails me so that a rabbit could be right under my nose and I might not know, my pride has sunk to a sick, bewildered humiliation. I feel life is taunting me with having over-lingered my welcome. It is time I said good-bye, before I become too sick a burden on myself and on those who love me. It will be sorrow to leave them, but not a sorrow to die. Dogs do not fear death as men do. We accept it as part of life, not as something alien and terrible which destroys life. What may come after death, who knows? I would like to believe with those my fellow Dalmatians who are devote Mohammedans, that there is a Paradise where one is always young and full-bladdered; where all the day one dillies and dallies with an amorous multitude of houris [lovely nymphs], beautifully spotted; where jack rabbits that run fast but not too fast (like the houris) are as the sands of the desert; where each blissful hour is mealtime; where in long evenings there are a million fireplaces with logs forever burning, and one curls oneself up and blinks into the flames and nods and dreams, remembering the old brave days on earth, and the love of one's Master and Mistress.
I am afraid this is too much for even such a dog as I am to expect. But peace, at least, is certain. Peace and long rest for weary old heart and head and limbs, and eternal sleep in the earth I have loved so well. Perhaps, after all, this is best.
One last request I earnestly make. I have heard my Mistress say, "When Blemie dies we must never have another dog. I love him so much I could never love another one." Now I would ask her, for love of me, to have another. It would be a poor tribute to my memory never to have a dog again. What I would like to feel is that, having once had me in the family, now she cannot live without a dog! I have never had a narrow jealous spirit. I have always held that most dogs are good (and one cat, the black one I have permitted to share the living room rug during the evenings, whose affection I have tolerated in a kindly spirit, and in rare sentimental moods, even reciprocated a trifle). Some dogs, of course, are better than others. Dalmatians, naturally, as everyone knows, are best. So I suggest a Dalmatian as my successor. He can hardly be as well bred or as well mannered or as distinguished and handsome as I was in my prime. My Master and Mistress must not ask the impossible. But he will do his best, I am sure, and even his inevitable defects will help by comparison to keep my memory green. To him I bequeath my collar and leash and my overcoat and raincoat, made to order in 1929 at Hermes in Paris. He can never wear them with the distinction I did, walking around the Place Vendome, or later along Park Avenue, all eyes fixed on me in admiration; but again I am sure he will do his utmost not to appear a mere gauche provincial dog. Here on the ranch, he may prove himself quite worthy of comparison, in some respects. He will, I presume, come closer to jack rabbits than I have been able to in recent years.
And for all his faults, I hereby wish him the happiness I know will be his in my old home.
One last word of farewell, Dear Master and Mistress. Whenever you visit my grave, say to yourselves with regret but also with happiness in your hearts at the remembrance of my long happy life with you: "Here lies one who loved us and whom we loved". No matter how deep my sleep I shall hear you, and not all the power of death can keep my spirit from wagging a grateful tail. "
http://www.petloss.com/poems/maingrp/lastwill.htm (http://www.petloss.com/poems/maingrp/lastwill.htm)
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So sorry.
GliderJohn
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It's extremely hard to do, especially so early but please give another loving soul a chance at a great life, adopt a rescue dog. You will be amazed how many personality traits of your old beloved companion will manifest themselves through your new pal, because they develop around us. they become what you want them to be.
My condolences, Tim
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My eyes are filling up. It's hard. I'm sorry.
Kent
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I know that motorcyclists tend to be dog owners, but I can tell you that, having jut lost a beloved cat last Saturday, it hurts when they go, too.
Yes it does . While I am more a dog person , there have been a couple of cats that are still missed .
Dusty
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Awww, Nick, sorry to read this!
Looks like you guys were very close and had a great time together!
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Nick, I'm sorry. My eyes misted and I choked up a little as I was reminded of the loss of my last dog. It's a wrench on our soul unlike almost any other.
Then I thought, what greater cruelty could we inflict on our beloved K9 friends, than to have them out live us?
It's the price we must pay for all they give.
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Had dogs all my life - always sad to hear of a friend passing.
All the best sport, very sorry to hear of your loss.
Maurie.
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Nick
great photos and what a great life lived....
we also have one that is not with us for very much longer - they are truly loving animals.
Mark
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My wife is a dog person, I'm a cat person, so we have both. It's hard on both of us when they pass. At least we can replace them to help deal with their passing and love their replacements.
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Nick-I know exactly what you are going thru! As I write this we are getting ready for our appointment with our vet for our Golden Retriever later this afternoon. Two years ago the vet discovered a tumor growing inside his ear canal against the ear drum. Had it removed with arthroscopic surgery and biopsy indicated it was cancerous. Six months latterly we discover it had grown back and they performed an "ear ablation" removing the entire inner ear and closing the ear canal. Hoped for the best and everything seemed ok. Then, the same week I was supposed to attend a British Bike event in N.C., it appeared the dog suffered from a stroke with the entire right side of his face drooping. Immediately took the dog back to the vet and we discovered a lump growing above and behind the ear flap. The tumor obviously returned again. The animal has suffered enough. We will miss him dearly but it is ultimately what is best for him.
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Nick-I know exactly what you are going thru! As I write this we are getting ready for our appointment with our vet for our Golden Retriever later this afternoon. Two years ago the vet discovered a tumor growing inside his ear canal against the ear drum. Had it removed with arthroscopic surgery and biopsy indicated it was cancerous. Six months latterly we discover it had grown back and they performed an "ear ablation" removing the entire inner ear and closing the ear canal. Hoped for the best and everything seemed ok. Then, the same week I was supposed to attend a British Bike event in N.C., it appeared the dog suffered from a stroke with the entire right side of his face drooping. Immediately took the dog back to the vet and we discovered a lump growing above and behind the ear flap. The tumor obviously returned again. The animal has suffered enough. We will miss him dearly but it is ultimately what is best for him.
Sorry to hear that. You did your very best for him but now it's time to let him go. It's stressless and painless (at least for the dog - if not the owners).
Nick
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I'm sorry to hear this, Nick. They don't live long enough.
The photos are fabulous. What a great dog.
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So sorry Nick.
Dave
Galveston
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Saying remember the good times is never enough..but we need to..
They are in our lives for a short time but in memories forever
Going to love on our two dogs before going to bed...one of those hugs will be for yours...
Jeff
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Sorry for your loss, there is no better friend than a German Shepherd.
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Casey looks like he was a wonderful dog. Sorry to hear this.
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My deepest condolences
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Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Author unknown...
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Nick
Sorry about the loss of your Pal. Splendid looking animal and I'm sure you two had a special bond that will sorely be missed. I think all pet owners can't help but shed a tear or two when their companions ultimately pass, and I sometimes cry like a baby. Can't help it.
I always think that I'm not going to replace the pet because I don't want to go through another heartbreak in a relatively short time for another loss. But ultimately, I know that there is a dog that needs a good home and I will adopt another one..... But, enough of that.
Condolences.
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Ouch...got an aging Labrador here at my feet, hope he lasts a few more years....beautiful shepherd there...what a great companion.
I have two in this category as well and have to say I'm a complete wuss when it comes to this situation (brother-in-law dumped another lab of the exact same age on us saying 'Just see how it goes for a couple of weeks....' you know how that went...) . I can take them dying but have such a hard time putting them down. I have a large animal vet come to the house so I only look like a fool to the vet instead of a filled waiting room, and I can place them on my property as well.
We got a puppy from the pound to help mend our hearts some when the time comes, but I know it will help little.....my condolences.