Very off topic

Sometimes life SUCKS!!!!!!

I just got back from the vet. My dog Greta died this evening. The vet thinks because of the suddeness of it, it was a blood clot. She was a packy, loving dog with big brown eyes. She would sleep outside our bedroom and wait until I got up to get up. She would greet me at the door when I got home from work with her little stump just awagging. She loved to go for walks and would eagerly put on her jewelry. She was the best dog. Her picture is my avatar. Just when I was finally comimg to grips with Bozo (my cat) dying this happens. So I repeat, sometimes life just bites the big one. Whatever the h*ll that means.

The down side to pets... they mean so much to us...but only stay with us for such short periods in our lives. I can remember crying my eyeballs out as a kid over a cat that was smushed in the road and my Mom said this to me "its better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all." An old and overused quote, but very applicable. At the time I was mad at her for ever leting me have a cat in the first place if she knew it would hurt me this much to see him die. So keep that in mind with the loss of your pup.... It was great for him/her to have come into your life for what ever length of time you had him. It still sucks to loose them though.

Hey it could be worse... you could have the Terminator as your govenor.....oh wait you have that too;)

Veronica-
Sorry to hear about the loss of your good friend. I'll remember to give my "Thyla" an extra hug today. :(

Veronica,

That sucks. I'm very sorry to hear about your loss.

Annette

Geez Veronica, life does sometime suck. I am so sorry.

I'm so sad to hear about the loss of your pets. I've cried many times in your shoes. I think you put it mildly to say "life bites". Talk about being kicked when you're down... I know it doesn't make it easier, but try to remind yourself how fortunate you were to have Bozo and Greta in your life for as long as you did. I'm also sure they would have considered themselves lucky to have been your pets- it sounds like you loved them tremendously.

"I repeat, sometimes life just bites the big one. Whatever the h*ll that means."

I'm very sorry to hear about the loss of your friend. I'm going to give Mae an extra hug and treat, thanks for reminding us that our pets give us so much and are here for a short time. They are really part of the family.

And I don't think it's off topic, hiking with your dog is the best crosstraining there is.

She's a very pretty dog, a lab?

She was a Rottweiler mix. Not sure what she was mixed with - we kind of suspected lab. She had all the Rott coloring and in her younger days more of a rotten temperment. She was mellowing.

Being on my bike has really helped. I am on vacation this month so the first day home alone without her was a b*tch. She was a very packy dog and would follow us from room to room. If Thom and I weren't in the same room - she'd plant herself between us. I begged one of the guys from the club to go riding with me. We hit the hills around here pretty hard. We're going to Death Valley soon and I'm really glad to be getting away.

Veronica

"She was a very packy dog and would follow us from room to room. If Thom and I weren't in the same room - she'd plant herself between us."

I hadn't heard the term "packy" before, now I get it! Sounds like she loved you both very much. My neighbors had a Rott, a very sweet dog that Delia used to jog with. Scary looking to others but basicly a big ***** cat, their chihuahua was the dog to watch out for.

How old was she?

TREK and Mae (woof)

Veronica,

I am so sorry for your loss. Those dogs sure do become part of the family, don't they?

You are right - that does suck. :(

We're not exactly sure how old she was. She was a pound puppy. Somewhere between 9 - 10 years old. It's so weird to come home and not have her at the door. Fortunately we still have our little cat Tilda. She's now the door greeter. :)

Veronica

"We're not exactly sure how old she was. She was a pound puppy. Somewhere between 9 - 10 years old."

Same with Mae, not sure of her age. good for you for adopting a dog. I think adopted dogs just know they've been given a second chance at life and reward you for it. They more than pay you back for the favor. Sounds like you and Thom were great parents to her.

Funny, we were talking about that on the way home today from San Francisco (fleet week, we were volunteering at the Maritime Museum.)

We both want to get another dog eventually, but we want to be sure we're ready to love it, as much as we loved her, and not do the whole comparision thing. She was about the perfect dog :p She didn't bother our cats, she was only barky when there was a reason, she wanted to please us, she was so smart and she was protective. I could go on and on. She'll be a tough act to follow. I can't imagine not getting a "rescue"dog, either from the Humane Society or a breed specific rescue. I know there are folks who have reasons to know the breeding of their dog, but we don't care. Our kitties were foundlings too.

Veronica

"I can't imagine not getting a "rescue"dog, either from the Humane Society or a breed specific rescue"

Me neither, I like to think Mae picked me. Did you get your dog as a puppy?

The breed-specific rescue clubs are a good cause but can be hard to adopt from. My ex and I tried that first but since most dogs are from an abuse/abandonment situation they prefer retirees.

So we ended up searching the pounds till we met Mae. Her only fault is she's not good with other dogs, she was not socialised by her first owners but she wants to please me so she's made great strides in that direction.

Greta was about a year and a half when we got her.

How long have you had Mae?

Veronica