lightninbug
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TTD / Ed, if I may call you Ed;
It's like trying to swallow a cement block or a bale of hay, isn't it?
It's ALL-YOU-CAN-DO-NOT-TO-THINK-ABOUT-IT...and it doesn't make any difference. Why does something like this happen to a harmless, Lovely little dog that was full of joy for all & never hurt a soul?
Not that it is going to help at all Ed, but you're going thru the 'grieving process' and you both will continue to go thru it for awhile yet. I'm STILL getting moist eyes, (I'm crying as I type this), thinking about Truman.
I live in a little part of a bigger city that was once it's own little town at one time...we're a pretty tight little community here. Anyway, Truman was the "Prince of the Neighborhood"; everyone saw me walking him twice a day for close to 9 years AND EVERYONE KNEW HIS NAME. Kids, adults, the Mail lady @ the PO, the Letter Carrier...Hell, he got loose & the Guy that reads the Gas meters not only caught him, he knew where to tie him up & left a note saying that "Truman" got Loose...he KNEW Him by name. As did the WHOLE Neighborhood....My name wasn't John, It was "TRUMAN'S OWNER"
After a tumor was removed from his neck & shoulder, we thought he was on the mend, then when he was vaccinated they had a "NEW SHOT w/ 3 yr. Distemper/Parvo Shot...3 weeks later he developed the 1st of MANY SEIZURES, Horrifying to watch, all the more so because he couldn't understand what was happening to him. This went on for close to a year & 3 months.
The evening of Nov. 28th @ 10pm he had a series of Progressively worsening Seisures that lasted from 10pm til 1:30pm the next day...I lost count after 13. I knew what I had to do; I had to HELP Him Die. The Vet's Office MADE A HOUSE CALL...along w/ 2 office staff That Knew & Loved Truman as we did. He was surrounded by those that knew him & was held throughout by the man who loved him. He got the "Pink Needle" @ 2:35 , Nov 29th...his Heart Stopped some 2 min. later and as Dr. Mary said this, a series of HOWLS went up outside... like the rest of the dogs in the neighborhood were saying Goodbye too.
My friend...THIS was close to 2 1/2 months ago and IT STILL HURTS.
You are in the process of honoring a memory & of saying a heartfelt Good Bye to a dear Friend that NEVER wanted you to HURT THIS BAD. It doesn't just go away...it just get a little less gut-wrenching is all. Sometime down the road you will be able to think of your friend w/out tears and maybe a smile will crease your face. You're not there yet but It will come to pass.
Many Love & admire you folks AND All wish you well.
Take courage / take care.
John
aka the lightninbug
It's like trying to swallow a cement block or a bale of hay, isn't it?
It's ALL-YOU-CAN-DO-NOT-TO-THINK-ABOUT-IT...and it doesn't make any difference. Why does something like this happen to a harmless, Lovely little dog that was full of joy for all & never hurt a soul?
Not that it is going to help at all Ed, but you're going thru the 'grieving process' and you both will continue to go thru it for awhile yet. I'm STILL getting moist eyes, (I'm crying as I type this), thinking about Truman.
I live in a little part of a bigger city that was once it's own little town at one time...we're a pretty tight little community here. Anyway, Truman was the "Prince of the Neighborhood"; everyone saw me walking him twice a day for close to 9 years AND EVERYONE KNEW HIS NAME. Kids, adults, the Mail lady @ the PO, the Letter Carrier...Hell, he got loose & the Guy that reads the Gas meters not only caught him, he knew where to tie him up & left a note saying that "Truman" got Loose...he KNEW Him by name. As did the WHOLE Neighborhood....My name wasn't John, It was "TRUMAN'S OWNER"
After a tumor was removed from his neck & shoulder, we thought he was on the mend, then when he was vaccinated they had a "NEW SHOT w/ 3 yr. Distemper/Parvo Shot...3 weeks later he developed the 1st of MANY SEIZURES, Horrifying to watch, all the more so because he couldn't understand what was happening to him. This went on for close to a year & 3 months.
The evening of Nov. 28th @ 10pm he had a series of Progressively worsening Seisures that lasted from 10pm til 1:30pm the next day...I lost count after 13. I knew what I had to do; I had to HELP Him Die. The Vet's Office MADE A HOUSE CALL...along w/ 2 office staff That Knew & Loved Truman as we did. He was surrounded by those that knew him & was held throughout by the man who loved him. He got the "Pink Needle" @ 2:35 , Nov 29th...his Heart Stopped some 2 min. later and as Dr. Mary said this, a series of HOWLS went up outside... like the rest of the dogs in the neighborhood were saying Goodbye too.
My friend...THIS was close to 2 1/2 months ago and IT STILL HURTS.
You are in the process of honoring a memory & of saying a heartfelt Good Bye to a dear Friend that NEVER wanted you to HURT THIS BAD. It doesn't just go away...it just get a little less gut-wrenching is all. Sometime down the road you will be able to think of your friend w/out tears and maybe a smile will crease your face. You're not there yet but It will come to pass.
Many Love & admire you folks AND All wish you well.
Take courage / take care.
John
aka the lightninbug



