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 I am loosing my hunting partner
Herbie
Posted: Sep 14 2010, 10:23 PM


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For the last several weeks, my hunting partner "Punk" has been loosing weight. He looks like an abandoned dog, starving on the streets. We have had him to the vet several times, and tried this antibiotic, this diet, the list is endless. We finally got him in to a specialist today, after almost $1K of x-rays, ultra-sound and blood work-ups, We got our answer. My buddy has cancer and it has spread throughout his body. On the ride home from the specialist, I told him he could have whatever he wanted from the fridge. So for dinner he had some chicken that I had cooked for him, some summer sausage and last but not least BBQ. He also had a piece of sandwich cheese for a snack.

In about 10 hours, he will take his last ride in my truck. I will take him to our vet. I have made the decision that he won't suffer or be heavily sedated just to give me another few days or weeks with him. 7 years is just not enough. Boy is this tough.
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ADjam5
Posted: Sep 15 2010, 03:22 PM


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My friend...I feel for you immensely sad.gif .
I know what that dog meant to you and the happiness it brought you.
Vizslas I knew nothing about until you.
Your making the right decision there Herbie. Punk loves you right back.
A prayer headed your way pal.
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Herbie
Posted: Sep 15 2010, 09:30 PM


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It was a rough morning. I had to say goodbye to my dog/hunting partner of the last 7 years. My heart was saying keep him alive. My brain was telling me to let him go. I have never asked more out of my dogs than what they were able to achieve. Punk started on another journey about 8:30 this am. Some day I hope to meet him again.

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge...

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food and water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.

The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing: they miss someone very special to them; who had to be left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. The bright eyes are intent; the eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to break away from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. YOU have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
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Beaglepen
Posted: Sep 15 2010, 10:30 PM


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I'm really sorry for your loss, Herbie. About a year ago I lost my K9 partner. I'm still having a hard time with it.

Here's another little thing I found years ago that you might enjoy.

The Old Man and His Dog
By: Author Unknown
An old man and his dog were walking along a country road, enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to the man that he had died. He remembered dying, and realized, too, that the dog had been dead for many years. He wondered where the road would lead them, and continued onward.

After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall, white arch that gleamed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother of pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold. He was pleased that he had finally arrived at heaven, and the man and his dog walked toward the gate. As he got closer, he saw someone sitting at a beautifully carved desk off to one side.

When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, but is this heaven?"

"Yes, it is, sir," the man answered.

"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked.

"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up." The gatekeeper gestured to his rear, and the huge gate began to open.

"I assume my friend can come in..." the man said, gesturing toward his dog.

But the reply was, "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."

The man thought about it, then thanked the gatekeeper, turned back toward the road, and continued in the direction he had been going. After another long walk, he reached the top of another long hill, and he came to a dirt road which led through a farm gate. There was no fence, and it looked as if the gate had never been closed, as grass had grown up around it. As he approached the gate, he saw a man just inside, sitting in the shade of a tree in a rickety old chair, reading a book. "Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any water?"

"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there," the man said, pointing to a place that couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on in and make yourself at home."

"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to the dog.

"He's welcome too, and there's a bowl by the pump," he said. They walked through the gate and, sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a dipper hanging on it and a bowl next to it on the ground. The man filled the bowl for his dog, and then took a long drink himself.

When both were satisfied, he and the dog walked back toward the man, who was sitting under the tree waiting for them, and asked, "What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.

"This is heaven," was the answer.

"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "It certainly doesn't look like heaven, and there's another man down the road who said that place was heaven."

"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates?"

"Yes, it was beautiful."

"Nope. That's hell."

"Doesn't it offend you for them to use the name of heaven like that?"

"No. I can see how you might think so, but it actually saves us a lot of time. They screen out the people who are willing to leave their best friends behind."

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Herbie
Posted: Sep 16 2010, 06:36 PM


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Thanks. bud.
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charles m
Posted: Sep 17 2010, 07:55 PM


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Man Herbie sorry to hear of your loss. My lab buckshot who I had for 11 years before Jake died of cancer. Hardest thing I ever had to do was come home and tell my kids who were 4 and 7 at the time that Buckshot died. They become part of the family. Remember the good times and again sorry to hear you lost your pal.
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GLW
Posted: Sep 18 2010, 08:14 AM


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This is ALWAYS a tough subject Herbie. sad.gif I have two shelties buried out back and I think my third is on her way, she is 13 years old and failing. I may be in for the same decision soon. It never gets easier that's for sure.

My neighbor, 78 years old, said he would never get another pet because he can't stand to go through the pain when they leave.

Sorry for your loss Herbie and as aweful as it always sounds, you did the right thing. wink.gif
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