what is a dog to you?

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My wife and I have had 1 dog together before Zoe came along and we have one dog now. Our dogs have always been our children, especially before Zoe. Now our dog is one of our kids and Zoe's playmate/guardian.
Our dog is a part of the family and treated as such, with love and respect.

Here's a couple pics of our dog, Zoe and her uncle Mike.
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For me, my dogs ARE my immediate family. Who else would put up with the snoring, beer drinking, firefighter schedule & cruiser obsession?? Even my family knows that my dogs are my family...

I agree with everything Crushers said, (except maybe the 'early' part, & I won't know about that for years). Well done.

Fsusteve: So sorry to hear, thoughts are with ya. Some vets will do at-home euthanasia -- is that what your buddy is doing?
 
A heartfelt and sincere sorry to all those that have had to put dogs down, and to the hideous poisoning story above.

It is amazing to me that we (dog owners) put ourselves through this torture. My family had dogs since I was an infant, so I have seen this come around a few times.

We always had medium to large breed dogs, so the cycle was a bit more frequent than most.

To me, a house without a dog just feels incomplete and empty, no matter how many people or other animals live there.


My dog is the most understanding and forgiving friend a person could ever have.

I had the unfortunate instance where my dog was not good at all (aggressive) with my new infant son, and thanks to some kind words and wisdom from this board (as well as a behavioralist and a vet) I had to place her with a friend of mine.

I raised our Saint from a 9 week old pup, and had to give her up when she was 5. I still get all choked up over it, but she has a great life in her 12 acre enormous house she went to. I still get to see her from time to time, but that does not make it a whole lot easier.

Fortunately, our other pup was great with my son, so he stayed.


Shot of the pups in better times.
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Dielis (jee-lis) Scots Gaelic for "faithful" 2001 - 2007
What's a dog to me? Willing to put himself between me and a bear.
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to me a dog is your best friend and even after there gone, they still are a part of you.

It makes me so mad when i see mistreated and beaten dogs. I work at a dog kennel and there are some many dogs that come in that have been abused. It is really sad. Thankfully the owner/boss will not tolerate this and has reported a few owners, had arguments with others, adopt dogs from abusive owners and flat out banned several.

Im 22 and have only seen my dad cry once.

When i was little we had to dogs a black lab and a cockier spaniel. When i was just a few months old they got the 2 dogs as pups. They quickly became my best friends and guardians. i can remember riding them like horses and running through the woods with them and my father. as i got old the lab got very protective of me, to the point to where he started biting people that got near me. I was young so my parents told me that they had to let the lab go because he needed to be free. I can remember them telling me they left a big bag of dog food in the woods for him and he was going to be a real dog living in the forest.

I was young i believed them.

a year ago me and my dad were duck hunting. in the quiet of the foggy morning waiting for the sun rise and ducks. My dad whispers " i need to tell you about Beau"(the lab)

he explained the true story. The county had told my father that he either had to put the dog down or they would seize him. My dad told me he decided if somebody was going to put the dog down he would. He took the dog to the woods we always ran in and dug his grave. He then shot the beloved dog. As if that wasnt hard enough, the first shot didnt kill him. He had to shot him again.

That morning most emotion i have ever seen in my father. He told me it was the worst day of his life and thinks of it everyday. He also has never shot that pistol since then either.

a bond between man and dog is the only true example of a unconditional love.
 
He then shot the beloved dog. As if that wasnt hard enough, the first shot didnt kill him. He had to shot him again.

He told me it was the worst day of his life and thinks of it everyday. He also has never shot that pistol since then either.

a bond between man and dog is the only true example of a unconditional love.

I can relate. Multiple shots. Ugly.
Also, the worst day of my life to date. I'm 42.

Similarly, I don't have that gun anymore.
 
This isn't helping, is it Steve?






No, I have no idea why I keep opening this thread either.

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A dog is a sob who broke in my house sunday and chewed up my remote. Effin Dog!
 
A dog is a sob who broke in my house sunday and chewed up my remote. Effin Dog!

I had a dobergirl who was fascinated by battery powered things. Got the on-off button on the remote, & popped the battery tray, took batt's outta my headlamp, would've prolly begun taking apart the mini-mag if I didn't catch on.

She didn't do any anything with the batteries, she just wanted to ? remove them?
 
What is a dog to me...simply put...all our dogs are family.

X2 but often better. Dogs are always much quicker to forgive and forget. Although Ruby still gets pretty POed with me when I go on a road trip for more than a few days.

The worse thing I did was leave her with friends for nearly six weeks when we went to Mexico two years ago. I'll never do that ever again. She was 9 years old at the time and had never been left without any of our family for more than a day. It was real hard on her and I still feel very guilty about it. We thought we were doing the right thing - not subjecting her to the stress of traveling or getting sick in Mexico.
 
X2 but often better. Dogs are always much quicker to forgive and forget. Although Ruby still gets pretty POed with me when I go on a road trip for more than a few days.

The worse thing I did was leave her with friends for nearly six weeks when we went to Mexico two years ago. I'll never do that ever again. She was 9 years old at the time and had never been left without any of our family for more than a day. It was real hard on her and I still feel very guilty about it. We thought we were doing the right thing - not subjecting her to the stress of traveling or getting sick in Mexico.


It's funny how they get all excited to see you again, then 10 minutes later they remember that they are pissed at you and snub you for the rest of the day. You can just read it in their face and body language " you bastard! you left me!!"
 

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