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Comment by Cara on July 15, 2008 at 1:09pm

I lost my sienna by an accident. She was staying at my mother inlaws house with my dog punk i was at work that day and my fiance had the day off. he was babysitting our friends 10 year old son and he was heading to his mothers house. all the dogs out there get lots of freedom they get to run around outside no restrictions. so my fieance was pulling into the driveway and all the dogs, total being 6 dogs, ran to the truck. before my fieance could even stop sienna ran for his tires and he hit her. not very hard or anything. she was ok except for a lil bit of limping she didnt act like anything was wrong. She was fine for over a month after that. then i was at work and my mother in law was at home with all the animals and babysitting my son when sienna starting crying and whining and waling and she died. she wasnt alone when she had passed. i found out when i got home from work and it just broke my heart im still not over it. i cry everytime i think about her. she was such a beautifil and sweet dog she will forever be missed.

Comment by tracey(IN LOVING MEMORY OF MY HUDINI & MY KITTY TIGGER on July 14, 2008 at 7:50pm

I LOST MY SHEBA IN 1992 SHE WAS SHOT FOR NO REASON BY MY NEIGHBOR AND SHE LEFT BEHIND A 6 WEEK OLD PUP. WE WENT TO COURT WHEN THEY HAD HIS TRIAL DATE AND ALL HE GOT WAS A $50 FINE. SHEBA WAS A CHOW CHOW
I ALSO LOST SLY AND SIMBA TO CANCER
SIMBA WAS SHEBAS PUP HE LIVED FOR 7 YEARS AND THERE WAS NO HOPE,
SLY WAS 13 YEARS OLD WHEN HE PASSED AWAY.
AND I FOUND THIS SWEET LITTLE DOG NAME SHAGGY HE WAS THROWED AWAY, HE WAS A COCKAPOO
SHAGGY PASSED AWAY WHEN I WAS IN THE HOSPITIAL FOR A MONTH HE DIES FROM DEPRESSION FROM ME NOT BEING THERE HE GREEVED TO DEATH, I CRIED FOR WEEKS OVER HIM.

Comment by Frankie on July 13, 2008 at 4:54pm

Im joining this for three beloved animals I had. I lost my very first dog, a Black Lab, named Major on May 8, 2006. I got her when I was three, my Dad bought her for me; she was my first dog, the dog I grew up with. She was twelve when on a Monday (May 8) we had her humanely euthanized. She let us know it was time for her to go. My second heartbreaking loss was my Doberman, Dallas. I currently had a male Doberman (he was a year old) and I took him with me to the March of Dimes walk. After the walk I was starting to load him up when a lady came up to me and asked if I was looking for another Doberman. I said I wasnt exactly looking but wouldnt give up an ooppurtunity. This lady said great and she took my number and left. She called me later that day and asked when I wanted to come see her. We scheduled a time the following day. When I arrived she was sitting outside with her husband and the most beautiful but neglected Dobie girl I had ever seen. She had horrible skin and was underweight. These people also had six other dogs! Her name was Dallas and she had been a show dog (sercumbed to life in a cage) luckily she wasnt in the show life for long. She was four, is what the people told us. I decided she was perfect and took her home with me. And man my Dobie boy was excited. Those two were inseperable! They kept me on my toes too. Than after a year and a half she got sick, extremely sick. It happened so quickly, how fast she got sick. She got deathly sick late on a friday night. What did I do? Early Saturday morning I got her in the truck and rushed her to West End Animal hospital. They told me to go home there was nothing I could do. They said they would call me. I was called later that day, Dallas had a heart attack on Friday night. They told me she would probaly not make it. Monday, my next call, she was diagnosed with Dialated Cardiomyopathy (heart failure) which to my surprise was common in Dobies. I visited her everyday and on a lot of mediaction the light returned to her eye. I got to take her home on Thursday with strict instructions, no running or ruff play and to stick to the medications. Those meds gave me and my Dobie boy two more good months with her. Than she went down hill again. Her body was extremely cold because her heart could not effectiveley pump blood. I knew it was time. On Tuesday, November 21, 2006 I had my girl humanley euhanized. Only six months after I lost my Lab. And after she died her medical expenses went over eight hundred dollars but it was all worth it. The third and I wish last animal to die with my was my duck, Daisy. Im sure you thinking a duck? But man she was the greatest little thing or should I say big thing she was like nine pounds. She was like a dog! Her and my Dobie boy were best friends too! Once her mate died (the male duck) she took it in her own hands to find more friends, me and my Dobie. The two of them would lay outside together they were so cute and fun. But ofcourse she died, on April 21, 2008.
In loving memory:
Major June 26, 1993-May 8, 2006
Dallas ?-November 27, 2006
Daisy- ?-April 21, 2008

Comment by Yanni on July 13, 2008 at 1:29pm

I am sorry for Blackie!This was a while ago now but I have lost my pet hamster Cinnamon who was very sweet and funny, he used to hang from the top of his cage.

Comment by Alan B. on July 11, 2008 at 1:54am

My beloved Sheba got loose on Sunday, July 6, 2008, around 10pm. I was driving slowly when I spotted her and our beagle a few doors down. It looked like she was heading toward the road, so I yelled at her to go home. Hearing my voice just sent her into a gallop toward me. I turned to see a van coming, and yelled "NO, Sheba, NO!!" but it was too late. She was thrown into a ditch, and all I could do was stroke her fur and watch her take two last gasps as she faded into the shadows of the night. Just two days ago, on the 4th, she climbed our fence twice because of the fireworks, but a neighbor across the street took her into his house. We determined that she was using a bush near the fence to get out, so I cut it down the next morning. The bare stump is on both sides of the fence. It kind of represents how I feel, half of me wanting to get another dog, and half of me swearing off all dogs, because there will never be another like Sheba.

Comment by Diego,German & Eva on July 9, 2008 at 6:46pm

We miss U Brandon!!!!
This is our 4 months old lab mix, we lost him last month when we were on vacations an he took some pills in the house that he supose to be taking care, just 2 days before we came home. It's being hard, specially for German, who doesn't understad why his brother isn't back yet.

Comment by Deb on July 9, 2008 at 2:00am

I lost my "lover" Francois suddenly, a year ago this month. I miss him fiercely even though I still have his two "mates" and another kitty now. Francois and I were together since he was 8 weeks old. He was a tiny little long haired black & white kitty with HUGE feet that grew into a monster of a gentle cat. He was the biggest cat most of my friends had ever seen.
He got his name because from the very beginning he would crawl up my lap and my front to "kiss" me...so since he was clearly a Lover I gave him a French name. His entire life he would sleep next to me, purr constantly, flirt with me and all my women friends, give me neck massages. There will never ever be another Francois/Frankie. I miss him so much! What a personality, what a love.

Comment by Rhett's maw on July 8, 2008 at 5:18pm

I wish I had this when my Binki died. It's been over two years and the pain is still just a real and the tears still come without any warning. She was part of my life for 17 years and I miss her so much.

Comment by Roxie Hardy on July 8, 2008 at 2:06pm

I joined up a few months ago because our beloved Molly became ill. They weren't sure whether she had Cushing's disease and because we questioned whether or not she should have the aggressive therapy before further testing, our vet quit saying find someone else, evidently you don't trust me! So we did find a new dr. and she was diagnosed with kidney failure, stage 3, which was more important to treat than the perhaps Cushing's. Every three weeks we would take her to her hospital and she would have blood drawn and a urine test to see how the latest drugs she was taking were working. Then they would "tweak" her meds. Each visit was way over $200, but it didn't matter, even though we're retired and on a fixed income, she is our "baby girl". Molly also had a heart murmur which was nearly as high as it goes before medication. The medication though, worsens the kidney problem. So you see, our baby had problems. We took her to a bluegrass festival with us the end of May to June 2, and she had a good time. We came home June 3 and the next day when my husband was throwing the ball I heard her breathing seemed to be labored, so we made an appt. that afternoon. When I carried her to the truck, she had a seizure and we raced to the vet's with her little head in my left hand and my right under her arm taking her pulse ready to try CPR. We got there and she went on oxygen, but there was just no way out for our Molly. When I joined up a few months ago, I'll be honest, it was just too depressing hearing everyone's story when I was praying that Molly would live a few more years. I never knew if we could be there when she "left" and asked other friends who had been there and most of them said it would be our gift to her, or you have to, or we brought her in as a baby, we need to see her go. Well, friends, we did and I'm glad we did, but we're in such pain, still. I cry every day. I wish you could see the cards and emails we received giving us sympathy for losing this little dog. Everyone knew how much she meant to us. Lee and I were married late in life in Oct. 1998 and we got Molly as a pup that same month, so we became this little family and our life revolved around her. Our vacations were where she could go, we bought a truck with a back seat where Lee built her a customized bed and we did two tours of the United States. Molly has seen the Grand Canyon, (well, the campsite outside of it) Las Vegas, Key West, and had her picture taken in the bluebonnets in her favorite place, Texas. I won't go on any more for now, but I needed to tell my story to those of you who understand and any help you can give us or suggestions will be greatly appreciated. Thank you fellow animal lovers. Roxie Hardy

Comment by karen spelman on July 8, 2008 at 12:25pm

i lost my beloved dancer lee last year at 14. he was a dream. i still have my 2 "daughters", star babi & midnight sox age 11 and my "son", ginger bear age 9. thankfully they are still in good health. i've buried cats, dogs, and even a fish!! my whole life i've had a love of animals and dogs have been there for 40 yrs. cats loved them before i can ever remember holding one in my arms. pretty much after johnny, all my cats have been rescues. i will forever be mommacat.

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