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Post by Bubba on May 22, 2006 11:11:30 GMT -5
Yesterday my little choc lab Sarah was killed on the road in front of my house... in view of me, my wife and grandson... she ran out of the house chasing of all things a damn cat... the cat ran across the road and the dog was in hot pursuit... damn cat made it but Sarah didn't ... I'm telling you it's like loosing a member of my family... she was still alive so I loaded her into my truck and call the vet... when we got there the vet said there was little to no hope in saving her.. she was just too badly hurt... so I had her put down... I think I was closer to that dog than any other dog I ever owned...
The other dogs I've owned I never got really close too... I mean I took care of them and all but they didn't live in the house with me... they were working dogs and lived outside in a kennel ... I didn't pet them all that often and didn't have them up in my lap or on the bed ... they didn't guard me and my family and didn't do a lot of the things I did with Sarah... they didn't ride in the truck with me with their heads out the windows... or any of that stuff... so when they passed on, I didn't feel the same way about them... I actually feel a loss with this... it's as bad as loosing my Dad all over again.... I'm really at my witts end ... I swear, if it wasn't for bad luck, I'd have NO luck at all...
Thanks for letting me vent once again...
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Post by donnie on May 22, 2006 11:23:44 GMT -5
Bubba, I am truly sorry. I promise you I know exactly how you feel. As I'm sure many of the folks here do too. It's never an easy thing to lose a best friend. God bless,
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Post by deputydon on May 22, 2006 14:21:24 GMT -5
Sorry the hear about that Bubba...................
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Post by Jack on May 22, 2006 22:59:09 GMT -5
Bubba, I am sorry.
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Post by Bill on May 23, 2006 7:20:42 GMT -5
I'm really feeling for you Bubba. I lost one dog that way and two I have had to put down from physical problems. All were family dogs that also lived in the house with me. All were like loosing part of the family. I keep thinking that when I pass they will all be there waiting for me. Course that could make for some very interesting things. I sure hope there are birds to hunt there. Your luck hasn't been the greatest lately with the business and now the dog but hang in there. Things have to get better, they sure can't get much worse.
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Post by jabba on May 23, 2006 7:51:14 GMT -5
My sympathies my friend. My dogs are substitute children. True friends, and loved beyond what is reasonable.
Get another one. ASAP. Sarah will never be replaced... but you'll love the new one too.
Jabba
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Post by klsm54 on May 23, 2006 8:08:39 GMT -5
Wow, that's too bad Bubba.... You certainly have had a bad run of it lately. I'd say the planets, or the stars, or something is about to line up and change your luck. Just the law of averages says you're due for something good to come your way. Hang in there. I know it's tough, but somehow all these tragedies make us stronger.
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Post by jimh on May 23, 2006 8:22:33 GMT -5
Bubba, i read this yesterday and just couldn't find the words to reply. today i still don't but with all you've been through i have to let you know others are out here praying for ya. it would be bad for us to loose our dog but for me to have to stand there while my kids saw it happen would be too much for me to handle i know that.
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Post by bounce on May 23, 2006 9:26:54 GMT -5
Things will get a lot better when you reach Nebrasks bubba, D*D took me on a fishing trip last night at his place That he hopes to take you on, it will put a permanat grinn on your face from ear to ear I garentee!! [or is it just clenched teeth?] from the ride to & from the pond. By the way everyone caught fish. Hang in their friend.
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Post by Bubba on May 23, 2006 16:59:51 GMT -5
Thanks y'all ... it's really tough... she was like my little daughter... what's worse is I saw it happen and so did my wife and grandson... the ride to the vet was the worse thing I've ever done... I knew there was no hope for her but I had to try anyway..... the way I felt was that I had just ordered my daughter's assassination... She's being cremated and I'm going to get the ashes back... I've taken a nice piece of oak wood and built a small box out of it, put her name and birth/death dates on it and that's where she's going to rest.... when the time comes, she's going to be put down with me in the ground... I've told my wife and kids that's my wish... there's going to be room in that box with me for her... it may be a little over board but I don't care...
This has been one hellova year so far and it's ONLY MAY... I thought last year was a bear... it don't even come near to this year so far... First my Dad passes, then the business don't get off the ground and now this.... it's funny but when my hunting dogs go, it don't bother me too much... not like this... when I lost ole Dodger last year, it bothered me a little but nothing like this is bothering me... it's going to take me a while to get over this one...
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Post by calsibley on May 25, 2006 14:12:23 GMT -5
I can sympathize with you on this Bubba. When Fritz, my first Giant Schnauzer died, we were devastated. I'm not sure what it is but as we get older pets take on a different perspective in our lives. I drove about 500 miles each way in the snow to get another one. There's nothing to help you get over the loss of a dog like a new puppy, but that's not much help at the moment. Maybe the loss is so tough ecause we allow ourselves to get too close to them, but I wouldn't want it any other way. Hang in there champ. A new chocolate lab would be nice though! Best wishes.
Cal - Montreal
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Post by Bubba on May 27, 2006 15:44:12 GMT -5
I don't think I've ever told you guys this ... but .... I was a dog handler in the military... When I served in Vietnam I walked security and walked point for the entire year I was there.... I was wounded three times.. My dog was a German Sheppard that weighed in at 120 lbs... his K-9 teeth were almost 1.75" long ... he was mean as cat-dong and twice as onery.... he bit me and tore me up more times than I'd like to remember... he was my best friend and my protector... on July 14th 1969 we were walking security and we were jumped by a patrol of vietcong... one round from an AK put my dog down.... I dragged him back through the wire and called the hit... we beat them back but my dog was dead...
He won a Bronze Star for Gallantry and was burried with full military honors... when I lost him, I swore I would NEVER live with another dog... or at least NEVER get close to another dog... My beagles are my beagles ... they are working dogs ... I feed them, excersize them, train them and take care of them when they need fixin up... but I don't get real close to them... so when one passes, I don't "Feel" it as much... Sarah was different... she was the first dog I allowed myself to get close to in 35 years... she was my buddy... she protected me and my family and was almost like one of my kids... This is why I feel SO BAD about her loss... it's like loosing my Sheppard all over again... almost in the same way ... both died very tramatically... right in front of me... the only difference is that my sheppard died saving my life, Sarah was chasing a damn cat...
I want to thank all of you for your sympathy and wishes... I just wanted you guys to know where I was coming from with this loss...
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