Community Chat

[LilSweetTea]

I recently found photos recently of my Airdale Terrier who passed away years ago. It really got me thinking of my other pets who've passed through the years. If anyone would like to add their pets and join in with the memories, you are more than welcome.

Lupo - My childhood dog that my brother and I found one summer. He was a German Shepard mix. He would always chase my father around the lemon tree.

Frankie - A small dog my husband gave to me three days after we were married. My husband went to serve overseas in the military and I would write him letters with a little updates on little Frankie. He lived to be fifteen years old.
Sarge - Sarge was my Airdale Terrier who passed away in 1994. He rarely barked but he loved to run. He loved spaghetti strings and going to the beach.

[QsZoo]

This is such a nice idea. I lost a wonderful furkid a month ago so I am not able to post sweet stories yet without ""floods"". They sure grasp our hearts don't they? Have a wonderful Sunday.

[nomar]

Punkin...a red "foxy" little lady dog we adopted after her original owner died. She was moved to other homes two times before we finally got her. She was a good little dog, never misbehaved and so afraid she was going to lose her home with us, that everytime someone came to the house she wanted to go sit on the deck to get away. I would tear up thinking about how afraid she was of losing her loving home with us. I think she was afraid someone was coming to take her away again from her home. We only had her 2 years as her heart was bad when we got her and she was 9 years old.

Lucy....the most affectionate dog we ever had. She came from the shelter and was thin as a rail. A long haired buff beauty. She loved children and was so patient with them and elderly people. We took her to auction sales and people always took to her happy face. I think she would have loved to travel constantly.

Dottie....our present one. A black beauty with spaniel and basset genes we think. Came from the shelter also. She is called our $10,000 baby. Had heart worms when we got her then a few years later developed IMHA. That was a year of treatment at the university. She is one tough girl, but she is our ornery one, totally opposite of Lucy. But, she makes us laugh all the time at her antics. I cannot bear to think of losing her. Those are just the last 3 of our furbabies. Their only fault is their short lives. However our neighbor just lost their 18 year old Buddy Love last week. He was active until the end. We can hope to have them that long.

[Another new name Sue]

I didn't plan to get a dog, but another family member was just too busy for his little Westie. Poor pup was sitting home alone all day, so he came to live with me. He's a lot of fun (and work too). He has definitely filled a spot in my life and in my heart. We've taken a training class, and I take him to the park to run almost every day. He's gets so filthy he has to have his legs shampooed, and I brush his teeth too because he does not chew bones or dental chews.

[pistolino]

My good old buddy Kramer died last week and just tonight I was washing some dishes and I said out loud "I miss you honey". And then burst into tears.

He was mostly poodle, weighed 11 pounds and had the curliest, softest grey hair. I miss hugging him.

[sfnative]

When I was small, my grandparents had two terrier mix dogs: Tootsie and Buckie. They were so cute and smart as whips. They'd follow my grandfather wherever he went and were always quick to obey. When we went to our summer home, they'd come with me on my wanderings in the countryside and would bark at various and sundry wild things "to keep me safe," as terriers would do. I know this doesn't sound like much, but as a 5 year old, I thought it was pretty neat to have guard dogs on my walks!

As adults, DH and I have had cats, as we were both so involved in our careers and could not do right by a dog, though I love dogs. Some day soon, I'd really like to have a wired haired terrier (an Asta dog).

Anyway, of note were our last two cats, which were Burmese. This breed is small, lithe, short haired, intelligent and likes to lap sit. Our male, Nigel weighed 7 lbs tops and his sister, Shasta, weighed 5 lbs tops. They would play "chase" all around our big house like crazy getting really good exercise. But---Nigel had some talent, for a cat. I'd place him on our big king bed on one side. Then I'd sit on the other side and scrunch up a small piece of paper into a ball and throw it to him. He'd catch it in his front paws! We'd repeat this for some minutes until he lost interest.

Nigel was also my "rubber kitty," perfect for a calendar shot. If I looked at him straight on and placed my hands under his front legs, I could then lift him up. At that point, he would totally relax and his entire body would elongate and he'd end up looking like a ferret. May not sound funny, but he looked funny.

This little guy also like parmesan cheese. Every time I'd make a pasta dish for dinner, I'd grate some parm, place it into a small dish and place it on the table. One evening, DD and I were busy in the kitchen winding up dinner preparation, when I went into the breakfast room and there was Nigel, up on the table with his face in the parmesan cheese. I said, "Nigel, get out of there!" He looked up and had a huge mouthful of parm stickiing out all over. It was so funny and cute. We'll never forget that image.

Thanks for letting me share.

[chickadee]

Still missing my Trixie that I lost a year ago November. She was 13. Her last year with me was a long one and I probably should have let her go sooner than I did, but she was still happy and wagging tail to the end. She had a mass in her throat that mad it too hard for her to eat, and finally breathing became too labored for her so I let her go in peace rather in fear and struggling :-(

I have a new doggie who is no replacement for Trixie. she's growing on me, but I gotta say she's kind of a handful...

[Lovemyboots]

How nice! Well, I have lost several all who were loved so much. But the most recent & still hurts was my Cody man! Lost him on Aug. 24, 2013. He was 14. He was a big ole baby. A red Chow Chow. Had the sweetest face & pretty brown eyes. But we rescued him & someone had mistreated him. He was afraid of everyone but me & didn't trust people. He would follow me everywhere & the minute I stopped he would take his nose & push my hand up to make me pet him! When I sit out in the swing in the yard he would come put his head in my lap for me to love on him. At night he would check the whole yard out before going to bed. And in the day time would lay on the deck & "survey" his domain! At night he would be sleeping beside my chair & always looks up occasionally to check on me. When I cooked dinner he would lay in the kitchen with me, always I'm sure hoping I would "accidently" drop something for him, which I always did! I still remember the morning we had to let him go. And it hurts so much. I miss him so much. I have his pictures up by my chair & by my bed. I still cry when I think about him. He was such a babe!!

[Sea Turtle]

I have lost two dogs to cancer same breed. There are days when all I want is just to be around them again. I have sad and happy memories. The attachments that are formed are beyond words.