Update on My Dawg
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RIP YellaSnowMaker?
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The end is nigh. Fitting week for it, I suppose.BennyBeaver said:RIP YellaSnowMaker?
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I've had to do this before. Totally sucks and have regrets to this very day. Dicks cheeseburger was the last meal. Ashes scattered at the beach, his favorite place.YellowSnow said:
The end is nigh. Fitting week for it, I suppose.BennyBeaver said:RIP YellaSnowMaker?
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Oregon week is the best week to lose a dogYellowSnow said:
The end is nigh. Fitting week for it, I suppose.BennyBeaver said:RIP YellaSnowMaker?
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He won't make it that long.RaceBannon said:
Oregon week is the best week to lose a dogYellowSnow said:
The end is nigh. Fitting week for it, I suppose.BennyBeaver said:RIP YellaSnowMaker?
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Sorry to hear that man. It really does suck. I had to do that 4 years ago. Right before the middle one headed back east to you know where. Right after our grad party for the kid, I found her lying by the Rainbow playset I haven't had the heart to take down. She wouldn't get up and it was "oh oh" obvious that there was something wrong because that dog would walk through fire to come when called. Took her in to the pet ER in Kirkland, and by the next day it was clear we had to put her down. Tumor was pushing against her adrenal gland making her breathing pretty fast and all that shit.
Kids tried to stay in the room and couldn't. I stayed behind and was with her until the end. Crushing.
As you know, I'm not one for mysticism and all that "meaning" shit. But I believe until this day she knew somehow that her girl was leaving and held on long enough to see her through ... childhood or whatever. When you have multiple kids, one of them is always closest to the dog. She was always more the middle kid's dog than anybody else. It was fitting she was around and had fun at her HS grad party before checking out.
Haven't had the stones to spread her ashes yet. They're in my home office.
My heart goes out to you Yella. -
Damn bro. T&P for real
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Damncreepycoug said:Sorry to hear that man. It really does suck. I had to do that 4 years ago. Right before the middle one headed back east to you know where. Right after our grad party for the kid, I found her lying by the Rainbow playset I haven't had the heart to take down. She wouldn't get up and it was "oh oh" obvious that there was something wrong because that dog would walk through fire to come when called. Took her in to the pet ER in Kirkland, and by the next day it was clear we had to put her down. Tumor was pushing against her adrenal gland making her breathing pretty fast and all that shit.
Kids tried to stay in the room and couldn't. I stayed behind and was with her until the end. Crushing.
As you know, I'm not one for mysticism and all that "meaning" shit. But I believe until this day she knew somehow that her girl was leaving and held on long enough to see her through ... childhood or whatever. When you have multiple kids, one of them is always closest to the dog. She was always more the middle kid's dog than anybody else. It was fitting she was around and had fun at her HS grad party before checking out.
Haven't had the stones to spread her ashes yet. They're in my home office.
My heart goes out to you Yella. -
It's been a long, complicated relationship with the pooch. He's as neurotic and anxious as a poodle gets, which is a notorious trait in the breed. We butted heads a lot over 8 years. But he was our? Dawg that we rescued (at age 5) and you can't get buyer's remorse with a pooch.creepycoug said:Sorry to hear that man. It really does suck. I had to do that 4 years ago. Right before the middle one headed back east to you know where. Right after our grad party for the kid, I found her lying by the Rainbow playset I haven't had the heart to take down. She wouldn't get up and it was "oh oh" obvious that there was something wrong because that dog would walk through fire to come when called. Took her in to the pet ER in Kirkland, and by the next day it was clear we had to put her down. Tumor was pushing against her adrenal gland making her breathing pretty fast and all that shit.
Kids tried to stay in the room and couldn't. I stayed behind and was with her until the end. Crushing.
As you know, I'm not one for mysticism and all that "meaning" shit. But I believe until this day she knew somehow that her girl was leaving and held on long enough to see her through ... childhood or whatever. When you have multiple kids, one of them is always closest to the dog. She was always more the middle kid's dog than anybody else. It was fitting she was around and had fun at her HS grad party before checking out.
Haven't had the stones to spread her ashes yet. They're in my home office.
My heart goes out to you Yella. -
That's right.YellowSnow said:
It's been a long, complicated relationship with the pooch. He's and neurotic and anxious as a poodle gets, which is a notorious trait in the breed. We butted heads a lot over 8 years. But he was our? Dawg that we rescued (at age 5) and you can't get buyer's remorse with a pooch.creepycoug said:Sorry to hear that man. It really does suck. I had to do that 4 years ago. Right before the middle one headed back east to you know where. Right after our grad party for the kid, I found her lying by the Rainbow playset I haven't had the heart to take down. She wouldn't get up and it was "oh oh" obvious that there was something wrong because that dog would walk through fire to come when called. Took her in to the pet ER in Kirkland, and by the next day it was clear we had to put her down. Tumor was pushing against her adrenal gland making her breathing pretty fast and all that shit.
Kids tried to stay in the room and couldn't. I stayed behind and was with her until the end. Crushing.
As you know, I'm not one for mysticism and all that "meaning" shit. But I believe until this day she knew somehow that her girl was leaving and held on long enough to see her through ... childhood or whatever. When you have multiple kids, one of them is always closest to the dog. She was always more the middle kid's dog than anybody else. It was fitting she was around and had fun at her HS grad party before checking out.
Haven't had the stones to spread her ashes yet. They're in my home office.
My heart goes out to you Yella.
