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[teiresias]

Well, the dog my mom has had since I was a freshman in high school died this morning (Monday) at 4am. I was at her place on Saturday and that was the last time I saw him. He had been sick for a few days and hadn't eaten, and he had lost alot of weight in that short time and you could feel his spine through the top of his back. He could barely walk, his hind legs would hardly support him and they'd try and slip out from under him as he walked, and he just looked up at you with a pitiful look in his eye, so I petted him and sat with him for a while that night. Mom was going to take him to the vet on Monday, because she didn't really have the money to take him to an emergency animal hospital and pay for all the tests they'd inevitably run.

I had to go to work earlier than I thought on Sunday so I wasn't able to have breakfast with mom like I usually would so I didn't get to see him on Sunday since I had to drive back out of town for my intern work this morning. Mom called this afternoon and told my brother and I he'd died this morning.

She took all of Sunday and today off to be there if it happened and subsequently passed the time putting up the christmas decorations. Her friend Christy came over last night and stayed with her and they would carry him out to the bathroom, and then finally my mom just sat holding him all night and petting him and like he always would he'd just look up at her smiling like he always would if you held him. She said about 4am he finally just looked up at her sitting in her lap and died with his eyes open.

Just thinking about it breaks my heart and I've started crying just typing this. I keep thinking I should have called yesterday and maybe gone over last night instead of driving back here, I really would have liked to have seen him again one more time. I don't have a picture of him anywhere on any of my web storage so I'll have to get a picture on Wednesday night so you can see how cute he was. I think he was about 11 or 12.

 

[Ill Saint]

Sorry to hear man... sad story. My dog's name is Bo, too.

 

[demon]

Sorry to hear that. Losing the best dog in the world sucks......I would know, because funnily enough, I too had the best dog in the world (Reno) and he was killed by a jackass driver. Crappy feeling.

I got over it by accepting that it was his time to go and just tried to be thankful for having him while he was alive.

 

[BuddyC]

Sorry to hear. Even I teared up reading that.

 

[bogg]

Sorry to hear that.
Reading\hearing people's stories about their pets dying always makes me sad

 

[Loki]

Oh man, I almost cried reading that. Sorry for your (and your mother's) loss, Teiresias.

 

[Mercury Fred]

I am so, so sorry to hear that. Bo sounds like he was an awesome dog.

I lost Quentin, the best kitty in the world this September. I had him for nine years and he was so awesome--sweet and silly and docile and smart. He also got abruptly skinny and sick one weekend. Around 7 AM on a Sunday morning, I woke up to hear him wailing. He was laying on the floor, moaning and shaking. I was about to grab my phone to call the vet, but he died while I was with him.

Almost three months later, I'm still extremely sad about it. I never loved anything quite the way I loved Quentin.

Almost nothing could make me feel better when he died. I let a few past, out of town roommates know about his death. At one point I lived with this awesome lesbian couple, Melissa and Melissa (they now live in Kentucky) who had three cats of their own, all tuxedos, like Quentin. The cats got along great and Q seemed to have this funny little affair/friendship with Moshie, the cat who ran the household. Anyway, one Melissa asked what time Quentin died. I told her and she said "holy shit!" She then told me that the cats all started freaking out and yowling and crying around that time and didn't stop all day long.

I don't necessarily believe in an after life, per se for people, let alone animals. But, that did make me feel like Quentin was part of something bigger and it reminded me of how much he was loved.

Hang in there. And it risk of hijacking your thread, here's a pic of Quentin, the best kitty in the world.

 

[BojTrek]

I cried losing a parakeet... you saw him Saturday... you should just remeber the good times with the dog and when it was healthy...

 

[Brendonia]

When I lost my dog 3 years ago, one of my friends sent me this and I thought it was really nice. Good luck with all of this I know it's tough, but just remember the good times.

Rainbow Bridge

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, 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 each 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. His bright eyes are intent; His
eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run
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.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

Author unknown

 

[teiresias]

My mom reports that Bo had had a few seizure like episodes too actually. My only regret is that he didn't live long enough to get taken to the vet (she had an appointment for later this morning) because I would have liked to have known what he was suffering from, but I think it's best that he died peacefully, and seemingly with little or no sudden traumatic pain in my mom's lap rather than being put to sleep in a veterinarian's office.

When I lived with my mom I slept on a folded out futon (most comfortable thing I've ever slept in actually) and it was low enough that he could jump on it and he'd always jump up and sleep at my feet every night. It used to annoy me because he shed like a bitch and I'd have to vaccum dog hair off the comforter and sheets all the time, but right now I wish he'd just jump in the bed and sleep at my feet tonight.

And dammit, that Rainbow Bridge thing has me crying like a baby again!

 

[Ollie Pooch]

sorry to hear bout Bo. that sucks

i recently lost my fav cat Scruffy who i grew up with - she was the msot awesome and beautiful cat, would almost talk to you when she wanted something. I was absoultely shattered, it was so unexpected.. now everything seems back to normal but occasionally i find myself remembering that she's not actaully here anymore. i know that sounds stupid but sometimes it just really hits me that i won't ever see her again and i start blubbing

just remember the good times you had with your dog.. pets are the most loyal friends and they have an air of complete innocence, so it's devastating when something happens to them

 

[Mejilan]

My heart goes out. It's so hard losing a loved pet.