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Mweasel · 11-26-2008, 06:06 AM

---WARNING---- (Another Long Post)

Hello everyone, It's been a while since I've been here. I was sitting here holding my yorkie - my best friend and got to thinking about how much I'd miss him if he was gone and then it occurred to me that he's almost maybe 9 years old. I can't believe it's been that long. I know we moved to this house around 2000 and we had him a bit before that. He still is very active but lately I've noticed that he sleeps a lot more than he used to. He also has a lot of "normal" yorkie problems - he's allergic to everything. I can't take him outside, the grass makes him break out and puke alot, and he still insists on eating grass....yuck....
His little back legs have kinda gotten bad lately. One day we noticed him limping and he wouldn't put weight on his back leg. We took him to the vet but he couldn't find anything wrong with him so we took him home. He's just finally starting to get a little strength back in his legs. He could no longer jump up.
After a few nights of waking up and finding him shivering on the floor I went and bought two doggie stairs. He couldn't quite get up using one, it wasn't wide enough but two did the trick. I hate to see my energetic fun loving yet grumpy at times, possessive dog who likes everyone to go to bed at the exact same time he does each night get older. I can't imagine my life without him.

I've had alot of dogs before, in fact I just lost my last "old" dog who was part of our original trio out here. We've always had outside dogs too and our main trio we've had forever was Red, Sarge and PeeWee. Red was the first to go, he had some type of cancer - his meat was literally hanging off of his bones, the only thing holding it in was his flesh. His back warped and he looked very alienish. The vet didn't know what it was and thought it might be some form of cancer so we put him down. He was sick for a long time and wouldn't let go, he would have suffered anything to stay with me so I had to help him along. The cool thing is that he walked one last time for me. He hadn't been able to get up and walk in over - he had no meat on his bones and I called him, it was sad and painful and the vet was very amazed - he said that dog shouldn't have been able to physically walk like that. He was an amazing dog.

Next to go was PeeWee - Seems like all my outside dogs get heart worms and CHF. I didn't know that I was supposed to treat them for Heart Worms every month and by the time I found that out it was too late. Growing up, our outside dogs NEVER had heartworms. Anyway she was old and in pain so we had to have her put down.

And Finally Sarge - our young one. I still thought of him as the young energetic - very lovable and gentle - yet a blind follower of a dog. The first day my mom found him, he walked up to her and gently took her hand in his mouth and led her around. He would do that till the day he died. He was so gentle but I had to put him on a chain because he was also a blind follower. He got to following this pack that would attack cows out here so the Farmer called us and warned us that our dog was part of that pack and he'd have to start shooting them soon if they didn't stop harming his cows so I had to chain him. He was a good boy and I miss him and the others so much.

But as much as I miss them I will miss my yorkie even more. You see he's my "first" main inside dog. Oh I've had inside pets but they were never MINE. He's slept with me since I brought him home. He is in my lap every second of every day. I have so many cut little names for him. I kiss him, hug him and play with him. He's like a son to me, a friend and a pet all in one. He's an extension of myself and I wish he could stay with me forever.

I tell my mom that dogs live such a short life because it would be unfair to them if they lived as long as we did. Just think about how many animals would lose their masters. I've seen dogs literally die after losing their owners. It's heartbreaking to watch them just lay there watching the door for someone who's never coming back. That's why they live such short lives. They bring so much joy and happiness and I wouldn't trade it for anything. I know all of the years of joy he brought me and will still bring me will far outweigh the sadness of when he's gone. But I'll still miss him.

Take care everyone. I just got to thinking and figured I'd write down my thoughts.

P.S. What's the average lifespan of an inside - only yorkie? Anyone know?

11-26-2008, 06:06 AM	#1
Mweasel Yorkie Talker Join Date: Feb 2005 Location: Teague, Tx. Posts: 24	Losing our babies. ---WARNING---- (Another Long Post) Hello everyone, It's been a while since I've been here. I was sitting here holding my yorkie - my best friend and got to thinking about how much I'd miss him if he was gone and then it occurred to me that he's almost maybe 9 years old. I can't believe it's been that long. I know we moved to this house around 2000 and we had him a bit before that. He still is very active but lately I've noticed that he sleeps a lot more than he used to. He also has a lot of "normal" yorkie problems - he's allergic to everything. I can't take him outside, the grass makes him break out and puke alot, and he still insists on eating grass....yuck.... His little back legs have kinda gotten bad lately. One day we noticed him limping and he wouldn't put weight on his back leg. We took him to the vet but he couldn't find anything wrong with him so we took him home. He's just finally starting to get a little strength back in his legs. He could no longer jump up. After a few nights of waking up and finding him shivering on the floor I went and bought two doggie stairs. He couldn't quite get up using one, it wasn't wide enough but two did the trick. I hate to see my energetic fun loving yet grumpy at times, possessive dog who likes everyone to go to bed at the exact same time he does each night get older. I can't imagine my life without him. I've had alot of dogs before, in fact I just lost my last "old" dog who was part of our original trio out here. We've always had outside dogs too and our main trio we've had forever was Red, Sarge and PeeWee. Red was the first to go, he had some type of cancer - his meat was literally hanging off of his bones, the only thing holding it in was his flesh. His back warped and he looked very alienish. The vet didn't know what it was and thought it might be some form of cancer so we put him down. He was sick for a long time and wouldn't let go, he would have suffered anything to stay with me so I had to help him along. The cool thing is that he walked one last time for me. He hadn't been able to get up and walk in over - he had no meat on his bones and I called him, it was sad and painful and the vet was very amazed - he said that dog shouldn't have been able to physically walk like that. He was an amazing dog. Next to go was PeeWee - Seems like all my outside dogs get heart worms and CHF. I didn't know that I was supposed to treat them for Heart Worms every month and by the time I found that out it was too late. Growing up, our outside dogs NEVER had heartworms. Anyway she was old and in pain so we had to have her put down. And Finally Sarge - our young one. I still thought of him as the young energetic - very lovable and gentle - yet a blind follower of a dog. The first day my mom found him, he walked up to her and gently took her hand in his mouth and led her around. He would do that till the day he died. He was so gentle but I had to put him on a chain because he was also a blind follower. He got to following this pack that would attack cows out here so the Farmer called us and warned us that our dog was part of that pack and he'd have to start shooting them soon if they didn't stop harming his cows so I had to chain him. He was a good boy and I miss him and the others so much. But as much as I miss them I will miss my yorkie even more. You see he's my "first" main inside dog. Oh I've had inside pets but they were never MINE. He's slept with me since I brought him home. He is in my lap every second of every day. I have so many cut little names for him. I kiss him, hug him and play with him. He's like a son to me, a friend and a pet all in one. He's an extension of myself and I wish he could stay with me forever. I tell my mom that dogs live such a short life because it would be unfair to them if they lived as long as we did. Just think about how many animals would lose their masters. I've seen dogs literally die after losing their owners. It's heartbreaking to watch them just lay there watching the door for someone who's never coming back. That's why they live such short lives. They bring so much joy and happiness and I wouldn't trade it for anything. I know all of the years of joy he brought me and will still bring me will far outweigh the sadness of when he's gone. But I'll still miss him. Take care everyone. I just got to thinking and figured I'd write down my thoughts. P.S. What's the average lifespan of an inside - only yorkie? Anyone know?