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November 5, 2003
coming home is good and very sad ...
Before I left for the UK, I took our 5 dogs to our veterinarian to be kennelled. Of the 5 dogs, two were over age 12 1/2. Mickey, our Golden Retriever, age 13 1/2 has redeveloped a tumor she had removed last summer, and Little Guy, 12 year old Chow, was having serious problems with moving, and both have been very arthritic.
The day I took them all to Nikki (our wonderful, kind and incredible veterinarian), I talked to her about the two older dog's problems, and told her that if either of them were in pain that could not be easily releaved, to please ease their way home to doggie heaven.
Little Guy didn't make it, and Mickey did, at least for now (her tumor is inoperable - around her esophagus, but she is still wagging her tail and is in no pain - but when the day comes that she is miserable ...).
I, unlike most people, believe that there is an afterlife for all creatures, and that Little Guy is able to run and play with all the other dogs and kitties and other pets of our lives - from Blitzen (my Christmas puppy when I was 5 - who lived to be 16), to Gabby and Ninja (two wonderful cats) to Thumper, my college bunny and Geraldine the Gerbil. And I believe when we die, we get to be with all our loyal critters again forever, otherwise, Heaven would not be really perfect, would it?
Anyway, John has a picture of Little Guy over at Arrgghhhh!!
Posted by Beth at November 5, 2003 7:11 PM
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I'm so sorry for your loss. I admire your hope and caring for all your furry guys.
Posted by: LeeAnn at November 6, 2003 8:59 AM
Beth, I'm so sorry to hear about Little Guy. :,(
That's the only thing wrong with our furkids; they're never with us long enough.
I, too, believe that we'll see our beloved pets again. Until then, rest well Little Guy.
Posted by: pam at November 6, 2003 9:04 AM
Nerdstar is a HUGE fan of the pet psychic. She loves our pets a lot. When we're on vacation she wants to bring them home stuff, I'm like, uh, they don't know if you bought it at WalMart or in Vegas, really. She asked me one night about reverse viscetomies - I knew immediately she was thinking about our dog and if he could ever have puppies. :-) He was a stray, so she always wonders if he has family out there some where. Things like that. It's pretty endearing!
Posted by: Beth M at November 6, 2003 6:34 PM