| yorkie_momma | 03-18-2006 09:32 PM |
Another sad Yorkie story
We had 3 yorkies. Mickey was our little man of 5 years & was 5 lbs, then we had recently purchased our little Gizmo who had just turned 1 year old and weighed 2 lbs. Then we had our little Cindy girl who was about 1 1/2 yrs old at the time, weighing about 4 lbs. One evening I came home from work & like I did every evening that I came home, I let my little babies out to do their little doggy deeds. We lived outside of city limits in a surburb type area on 1 1/2 acres of open land. Never did we leave the little dogs outside at any time by theirselves. The little dogs lit out in the yard, and Gizmo and Cindy ran to the huge cedar tree they always ran to every evening...as my older dog sorta sauntered a small distance away from them veering to some pine trees. The 2 at the cedar tree started barking hysterically, then I saw my Mickey dog running in their direction. As I was walking to the cedar tree to where they were, I heard a young neighbor child hollering as if she was hollering at their dog, which they always had tied up in their yard, part pit bull and boxer. As I neared the tree, my Mickey dog had already arrived and so had the big dog, of which I couldn\'t see for the big bushy cedar tree. I was within 3-4 feet of snatching up my Mickey dog before that dog, literally, clamped his mouth on my babies back, shook him in the air and took off running with him. I lost it. I was screaming, so was the little girl of about 9 or 10 years old. I didn\'t know what I was gonna do chasing that dog to get my little dog back. He could had easily turned on me, but I never thought about that. I chased that dog, about 2 blocks. The mother of the little girl had come out and also set chase to the dog. When it finally dropped my precious little boy, I picked him up with his hide laid back and he made one last long sigh in my arms. Blood dripping down my arms, my lungs feeling like they were gonna burst, chest hurting and legs feeling so heavy I didn\'t feel like I was gonna make it make to my yard. The big dog passed me up like a train and headed back to my yard with my other 2 babies aloose. I hollered at the little girl to please get her dog and tie it up or get my babies and put them in my house. My husband is a daytime sleeper & was asleep on our couch. She did manage to get my little girl dog inside my house and holler at my husband. He came out as I entered our yard wailing like a banshee carrying our little dead Mickey..only to see the big dog grab my little girl dog up in his mouth. She is a scrapper and fought like like a little tiger. I just knew all 3 of my babies were gonna be dead and I was helpless. That dog was killing them like chickens. I hit the ground in hysterics and then my husband came to me carrying our little tiny Gizmo...skin ripped, blood everywhere and dead. In a matter of 5 minutes or less, 2 of our little buddies were dead. It took awhile to find Cindy girl. When we did she did make it in our house and was hid fast tight under our bed. I literally had to pull her out from under the bed she was so distraught. She had skin scratches on her belly and some puncture wounds on her back, but she lived. To this day she is very nervous around dogs and will bark her head off at them...she didn\'t use to bark like that before this happened. This event causes knots in mine & my husbands stomachs every time we relive that incident. So needless for this to have happened...stupidity on my part. But this was something we did every evening. We both bawled all weekend when that happened. We had to bury our babies and that was about more than we could handle. I tried to comfort my husband by telling him, they were just dogs, and not human children. I didn\'t actually believe this either but he had a way of putting it..."they bled red blood the same as me & they breathe the same air that I do"... I understood only too well. We miss those little guys soooo baaaad!! We have another little boy dog that is now going on 2 yrs. old and weighs between 4-5 lbs...he and Cindy have had a litter of pups together and in the making of another litter-to-be. We love him too, but as all yorkie lovers knows, they each have their own personality & are so different in so many ways. As with children, it would not matter if you had 16 more yorkies after the one you lost, not a single one would ever replace the ones you lost. It is a killer! It still hurts so bad...to us both! | 