You should take comfort in the fact that you gave a desperately needy dog a
good life. People who mistreat animals should be punished much more severely
than they ever are by the legal authorities. It shows what kind of
civilization we have, the way we treat the defenseless.
A couple years ago, my neighbor and I adopted a twelve year old German
Shepherd dog from a trucking company where he was kept on a chain on a dusty
gravel area, with a broken doghouse, and he literally stayed chained up for
years. I had been making preps at home for him, and one day after work, I
just unchained him and walked him the two miles to my next -door neighbor's
yard. The dog didn't bat an eye and didn't even glance back at his old
'home' as we walked away(I was watching him). He only lived about another
ten months before he had some kind of neurological breakdown and we had to
have him euthanized. But at least he died off of a chain and in the company
of people who cared for him. Also, even after years on a chain and being
hungry and cold, this beautiful dog never turned mean. I hope he is in a
'better place' as they say. Anyway, I wanted to say, just feel good because
you helped an animal when it needed a friend. There is probably not many
things you can do in life which are more meaningful .
"Mary Beth" wrote in message
...
Our guy Zack passed away this morning at the vet's. He'd been coughing
last week and when I took him in on Friday, the vet said it was Congestive
Heart Failure. It really hit me but I had thought about this during the
week. He was kept at the vet's to flush all the fluids out of his belly,
and tho he was set to send him home this morning, he passed away, in our
vet's arms. I got the call at 9:15. I guess his big old heart had finally
come to rest.

He had been terribly abused til two years old, by his former owner. The
SPCA woman had picked him up, our vet in NJ had started a new file for
him, stating that his old name had died after reaching them. They did
this just in case his abuser won him back in court. Thank God, every day
for this boy, who came to us around 35 pounds, at two. He's been around
75-80 pounds his while life, in great shape, not heavy at all. He'd been
spoiled rotten ever since.

It was actually our girl Boo, who really brought him out of his fearful
shell. She'd let him drag her around the house by the neck, tucking her
legs and tail in, smiling the whole time. He brought us so much love and
affection. He also showed us that no matter what happens to us, we can all
be loved back to health......at least from some things.

He used to sit next to anyone on the couch and lean his head into our
chest. If I said, "Oh he loves his whomever!", he'd push his head way
into our body that no one could get up while he was leaning in on us. He
literally pinned us to the couch to love us.

He had an article written by my good friend Lois, about him when he was
younger. He was the 'famous' one of the crew. It's just so hard after
losing our Rudy less than a year ago, last April 6th, tough call on us
all, God. You could have waited, but then we didn't want him to suffer a
second more in this life.
So we bid adieu to our 'Zackaroni', the 'special' boy, who may not have
been the smartest, but he sure knew how to LOVE us.

And we knew how to love him, with all our hearts. Mine is literally
breaking right now.

Sadly,
Da Smiff Den,
MaryBeth
Ceilidh AKA Boo
Sammy, almost-a-year-old new golden boy
and the kitty klan,
Hannah, Piper and Isabella


PS If Lois, or anyone who knows her address, can get in touch with me, I'd
appreciate it, I'd love to let her know what his life was like, after her
tremendous help with him in the beginning......... marbeths AT cox Dot
net....thanks.

I'm so sorry for your loss. It's good that towards the end of his life he
had a couple years of happiness and got to know true love.

Celeste

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"Mary Beth" wrote in message
...
Our guy Zack passed away this morning at the vet's. He'd been coughing
last week and when I took him in on Friday, the vet said it was Congestive
Heart Failure. It really hit me but I had thought about this during the
week. He was kept at the vet's to flush all the fluids out of his belly,
and tho he was set to send him home this morning, he passed away, in our
vet's arms. I got the call at 9:15. I guess his big old heart had finally
come to rest.

He had been terribly abused til two years old, by his former owner. The
SPCA woman had picked him up, our vet in NJ had started a new file for
him, stating that his old name had died after reaching them. They did
this just in case his abuser won him back in court. Thank God, every day
for this boy, who came to us around 35 pounds, at two. He's been around
75-80 pounds his while life, in great shape, not heavy at all. He'd been
spoiled rotten ever since.

It was actually our girl Boo, who really brought him out of his fearful
shell. She'd let him drag her around the house by the neck, tucking her
legs and tail in, smiling the whole time. He brought us so much love and
affection. He also showed us that no matter what happens to us, we can all
be loved back to health......at least from some things.

He used to sit next to anyone on the couch and lean his head into our
chest. If I said, "Oh he loves his whomever!", he'd push his head way
into our body that no one could get up while he was leaning in on us. He
literally pinned us to the couch to love us.

He had an article written by my good friend Lois, about him when he was
younger. He was the 'famous' one of the crew. It's just so hard after
losing our Rudy less than a year ago, last April 6th, tough call on us
all, God. You could have waited, but then we didn't want him to suffer a
second more in this life.
So we bid adieu to our 'Zackaroni', the 'special' boy, who may not have
been the smartest, but he sure knew how to LOVE us.

And we knew how to love him, with all our hearts. Mine is literally
breaking right now.

Sadly,
Da Smiff Den,
MaryBeth
Ceilidh AKA Boo
Sammy, almost-a-year-old new golden boy
and the kitty klan,
Hannah, Piper and Isabella


PS If Lois, or anyone who knows her address, can get in touch with me, I'd
appreciate it, I'd love to let her know what his life was like, after her
tremendous help with him in the beginning......... marbeths AT cox Dot
net....thanks.

I'm so sorry, MaryBeth. You gave him a wonderful life. Imagine
how good he must have been feeling while he pinned you on the
sofa in order to love you.

FurPaw


"Mary Beth" wrote in message
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Our guy Zack passed away this morning at the vet's.

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"FurPaw" wrote in message
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FYI, I think there must be some sort of server hiccup that re-spit out
MaryBeth's original post for some of y'all. The original post was made
almost a year ago.

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Shelly wrote:
"FurPaw" wrote in message
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FYI, I think there must be some sort of server hiccup that re-spit out
MaryBeth's original post for some of y'all. The original post was made
almost a year ago.

Oh, my. I wondered why I hadn't seen the original. Lousy memory.

FurPaw

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