'Mud pet memorial thread (1 Viewer)

[Spook50]

Today after work I had to take my GF so we could have her chihuahua / minpin mix Stitch put down. He was barely over two years old. Breeder turned out to be inbreeding their dogs, which she didn't find out until after paying $800 for him as a puppy. He was born with a bad liver and was given two years to live, which he reached a few weeks ago. Never weighed more than four lbs. He was a nutcase, but he was her best animal friend.

We took him with us for our Memorial Day weekend trip to Wenatchee so he could enjoy what we were sure would be his last road trip, which he did.

Her usually independent cat Lilo was glued to him the last few days as he was rapidly declining. We suspect she realized he was close to the end.

 

[4mydogs]

Today after work I had to take my GF so we could have her chihuahua / minpin mix Stitch put down. He was barely over two years old. Breeder turned out to be inbreeding their dogs, which she didn't find out until after paying $800 for him as a puppy. He was born with a bad liver and was given two years to live, which he reached a few weeks ago. Never weighed more than four lbs. He was a nutcase, but he was her best animal friend.

We took him with us for our Memorial Day weekend trip to Wenatchee so he could enjoy what we were sure would be his last road trip, which he did.

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Her usually independent cat Lilo was glued to him the last few days as he was rapidly declining. We suspect she realized he was close to the end.

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Oh man, that's tough. Very sorry for you and your GF's loss. The good thing is that you gave him a wonderful life. But right now I know that doesn't help you much . . .
RIP Stitch

 

[4mydogs]

Thankfully I'm not writing today to share the loss of a pet, although I have before and will in the future. But I thought this was an appropriate place to share a poem by one of my two favorite poets.

And we all know the answer to the question. (Full poem at the link)

The Power of the Dog

There is sorrow enough in the natural way From men and women to fill our day; And when we are certain of sorrow in store, Why do we always arrange for more? Brothers and Sisters, I bid you beware Of giving your heart to a dog to tear.

poets.org