[Mammajo]

I just finished reading the post about Zack and how he fell to his death. It broke my heart and I started to cry. It brought back so many horrible memories of the day we lost our Rufus. Rufus was 10 years old and full of energy and attitude. One day while I was at work my husband let him out to go potty, just as we always did. But this time tragic happened. While in our yard, a neighbors large lab viciously attacked him. My husband called me at work and told me to call the vet, that he was on his way. He had found him by the deck lying in a pool of blood. He did not know what had happened. The vet did emergency surgery on him and informed us that his heart had stopped twice but they were able to bring him back. When we saw him after the surgery he had tubes and IV's in him. The vet told us of all the damage and said he would be on morphine for quite some time. After hearing this we were very hopeful that he would recover. I won't go into detail of all of the damage that was done to his internal organs. We went home thinking he would be alright, but about an hour later the vet called to say he was sorry, that Rufus had died. He brought him home the next day and buried him along with all of his favorite toys in our rose garden. My husband has never forgiven himself for Rufus's death. We waited about a year and I decided it was time to have another Yorkie I brought home Gabby. A year after that I brought home Spencer. Even tho we have two Yorkies now, we will never, ever forget Rufus. Whenever I look at his grave I still cry. We miss him so much! We know that Rufus has crossed the Rainbow Bridge and is running and playing in the grass and that makes me happy.