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tww1 · 11-24-2010, 01:16 PM

July 17th 2009 will be a day I will always remember. It was my daughters 26th birthday. We had a great celebration planned. Family,friends and great food were the order of the evening. It was our 1st party out by the recently built pool. A perfect evening.

Hardy had just turned 1. He was 5 lbs but like most Yorkies he did not know that. He and his "cousin" Oliver were playing in the backyard. The 6 of us were watching them very closely, or so we thought. In just a matter of seconds the old hound next door had grabbed Hardy and dragged him literally under the fence. We heard his screams. My son-in-law jumped the brick fence and got him from the other dog.

We rushed to the emergency clinic but Hardy died in my arms. He was literally crushed. I could feel his stomach and chest fillling with blood on the way to the clinic.

I had him cremated. I now have an ornate little box with his remains in it,along with a lock of his hair. When its my turn to go, that box is going with me.

We planted a small Maple tree in his honor in the back yard. Call it the Hardy Tree.

Not a day goes by that I dont miss him. Not a day goes by I dont relive that horrible evening.

We now have Isabella & Masten. Wonderful Yorkies but there will always be a hole in my heart left by Hardy.

11-24-2010, 01:16 PM	#1
tww1 YorkieTalk Newbie! Join Date: Nov 2010 Location: Oklahoma Posts: 2	RIP Hardy July 17th 2009 will be a day I will always remember. It was my daughters 26th birthday. We had a great celebration planned. Family,friends and great food were the order of the evening. It was our 1st party out by the recently built pool. A perfect evening. Hardy had just turned 1. He was 5 lbs but like most Yorkies he did not know that. He and his "cousin" Oliver were playing in the backyard. The 6 of us were watching them very closely, or so we thought. In just a matter of seconds the old hound next door had grabbed Hardy and dragged him literally under the fence. We heard his screams. My son-in-law jumped the brick fence and got him from the other dog. We rushed to the emergency clinic but Hardy died in my arms. He was literally crushed. I could feel his stomach and chest fillling with blood on the way to the clinic. I had him cremated. I now have an ornate little box with his remains in it,along with a lock of his hair. When its my turn to go, that box is going with me. We planted a small Maple tree in his honor in the back yard. Call it the Hardy Tree. Not a day goes by that I dont miss him. Not a day goes by I dont relive that horrible evening. We now have Isabella & Masten. Wonderful Yorkies but there will always be a hole in my heart left by Hardy.