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Originally Posted by captianjack  Thanks so much for your reply. Wow I just noticed that you
lost Lulu only a short time ago. I also lost my dog in December
past.
Originally, for the past 14 years I have been a happy and loving
mom to a female German Shepard. Her name turned out to be
Stone, I called her Stoney. We first tried to come up with a name
for her that had to do with jewels and soon after we had her home
we found that we were going to have serious troubles with her
obsessions with eating stones (hence the name Stone). She was
the most loving and caring dog you could ever imagine. She would
get along with any other animal no matter what the other personality
was like and that included a nasty cat that one time stayed with
us and scratched her on the nose to take over the living room every
time my aunt was there. She endured that for a week and just kept
her distance. She was extremely well mannered and never took treats
from strangers (believe it or not even if it was a friend she would
wait for me to ok it and then she would eat it slowly picking through
it. She never ever bit a sole, and ever threatened anyone, only one
time did she feel that she had to take a sort of control and at that time
she just sat and blocked the way and would show her teeth to a man
that was not welcomed to our home until he had been invited in she
didnt budge. Sadly at the beginning of December she came downstairs to my
bedroom (she used to sleep in my room) and in the early morning I jumped
awake to an odd sound, it was my Stoney falling down the stairs. We rushed
her to the animal hospital and after the xrays were in (she had not even
whimpered or complained when they made her hold still for the xrays)
the vet came back and told us she had an advanced bone cancer and
that the reason she had fallen down the stairs was because the last
of her hips had nearly completely deteriorated and that we would be
luckily to have her for another two weeks. He medicated her for pain
and reminded my husband and I that the longer we kept her like this
the more she suffered that it was for us not her. I saw it right away.
She felt punished because she couldnt come to our room anymore for
fear she would fall again. My husband had never been forced to put any
of his animals down before. At the age of 41 now (in the past his parents
and grandparents had always did the painful job for him) he couldnt face
it. I couldnt leave my dog suffering anymore, so I made him stay awake
with her for a night on the 3rd night by 5am he was prepared to let her
go. So on Dec 8th 2007 the day before his birthday we relived her of
her suffering. I said I could never do it again, I was broken. I had been
looking for a Yorkie for over two years at that point and was grateful I
hadn't found one because I didnt know if I wouldn't have felt I was not
there for my Stoney when she needed me most. Our family, for over the
past six years have been fostering mostly dogs and sometimes other odd
animals, for up to six months sometimes more usually less but never owning
any for our family but for Stoney because she was just the kid of lover that
always shared her bowl and bed.
Jackie saved me he is eight months now I got him at the beginning of Feb
I know he wasn't as young as most people say that they should be when
you want to train them properly but he brought me back to life. I swear I
have this amazing feeling like I am a mom again. To top it off he has affected
everyone like this. My oldest son and my husband didn't figure they would
like a small dog like him but they cant resist his charm. I am hooked.
I am so sorry but this really nice being able to talk about and I would love
if you would tell me about Lulu.
all the best and thanks too
JacksMom |
Awww hon...sorry I didn't see this before. I have to tell you your stony sounds like such a doll You were blessed to have each other.
People say dogs are just animals but they are so much more. Isnt' it a beautiful thing to experience that unconditional love.