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Bunny244 · 07-22-2007, 09:34 PM

I wish I had found this site earlier, but I didn't. Five weeks ago I had to say good-bye to my beloved, cherished, almost fourteen-year-old Yorkie, Macho. He had kidney failure and, fortunately, was not very ill until the last few days. I had had him from when he was four months old so I am still coping with the loss. Macho was 4.5 pounds of personality, love and intelligence. I feel like I not only lost my best friend, but my right arm as well.

About the same time I got Macho, I became ill with what years later has been diagnosed as FMS, CFS, and maybe Lupus. But, no matter how debilitated I've been, I found the energy to walk, play, feed, take care of my Little Man. What a joy! I know if it weren't for him, I might have gone completely under. He was that important to me. Macho rarely barked to get my attention. Instead, he would kind of snuffle at me. He kind of puffed air out of his nose and made a small sound, like a "hmph".. When I was really exhausted and not quite ready to get out of bed I would preetend to be asleep. Macho would get up on the bed, climb on top of me, walk down my legs and up my torso until he was standing on my chest. Then he'd huff and puff some more. By then he knew I was faking it, but still I would lie quiet. After a several seconds, he would begin to dance on me and, if I still didn't break-up at his antics (which I frequently did!), he would start licking my face. He loved playing chase with me. And, as a puppy his all-time favorite game was steal the sock and flee... He had an extensive vocabulary and he knew how to tell me what he wanted. When he would snuffle at me I would ask him what he wanted and he would cock his head to one side. Then I'd go through a list..."Do you want some chicken?", "Do you want to go for an out?", "Do you want to play?", "Do you want...?" When I hit the right option, Macho would spin around to signal that one.

I know the pain of his loss will eventually diminish and friends and relatives keep telling me to get another and I'm pretty certain I will... and I know another dog will never be like him, he or she will have their own distinct personality and cute habits, but, I wish he could've lived forever...I miss him so much...
Thanks for listening.
Bunny244

07-22-2007, 09:34 PM	#1
Bunny244 Yorkie Talker Join Date: Jul 2007 Location: Beverly Hills, California Posts: 15	Au Revoir, Macho... I wish I had found this site earlier, but I didn't. Five weeks ago I had to say good-bye to my beloved, cherished, almost fourteen-year-old Yorkie, Macho. He had kidney failure and, fortunately, was not very ill until the last few days. I had had him from when he was four months old so I am still coping with the loss. Macho was 4.5 pounds of personality, love and intelligence. I feel like I not only lost my best friend, but my right arm as well. About the same time I got Macho, I became ill with what years later has been diagnosed as FMS, CFS, and maybe Lupus. But, no matter how debilitated I've been, I found the energy to walk, play, feed, take care of my Little Man. What a joy! I know if it weren't for him, I might have gone completely under. He was that important to me. Macho rarely barked to get my attention. Instead, he would kind of snuffle at me. He kind of puffed air out of his nose and made a small sound, like a "hmph".. When I was really exhausted and not quite ready to get out of bed I would preetend to be asleep. Macho would get up on the bed, climb on top of me, walk down my legs and up my torso until he was standing on my chest. Then he'd huff and puff some more. By then he knew I was faking it, but still I would lie quiet. After a several seconds, he would begin to dance on me and, if I still didn't break-up at his antics (which I frequently did!), he would start licking my face. He loved playing chase with me. And, as a puppy his all-time favorite game was steal the sock and flee... He had an extensive vocabulary and he knew how to tell me what he wanted. When he would snuffle at me I would ask him what he wanted and he would cock his head to one side. Then I'd go through a list..."Do you want some chicken?", "Do you want to go for an out?", "Do you want to play?", "Do you want...?" When I hit the right option, Macho would spin around to signal that one. I know the pain of his loss will eventually diminish and friends and relatives keep telling me to get another and I'm pretty certain I will... and I know another dog will never be like him, he or she will have their own distinct personality and cute habits, but, I wish he could've lived forever...I miss him so much... Thanks for listening. Bunny244