Teddy-Bear is at the Rainbow Bridge now. Now there is no more pain. Now he can run and play again.
I'm sorry Hoov.
This is always so very sad. I am sorry Hoov my thoughts are with you. But your beautiful dog is at peace and free of pain.
Pauline - Vancouver Island
I'm sorry what a pretty baby!
My thoughts are with you. I understand how painful it can be to lose a pet.
What a beautiful puppy.
Hoov, I am sorry. What a beautiful baby.
I am sorry about your loss, Hoov.
Losing a hound companion is tough. I think that was the only time anyone ever saw me cry in public.
I'm so sorry for your loss, Hoov. There is nothing like the pain of a beloved pet dying. My thoughts are with you.
They just do not live long enough...you will be in my thoughts....I have been where you are, and I am very sorry for your loss.
Hoov - I"m so sorry you lost your beautiful dog. Your in my thoughts. Glad that teddy-bear is out of pain and having fun running around:-)
He was a handsome fellow indeed. I am so sorry for your loss.
So very sorry .
I know how this feels.....he and you were lucky to have been together for so long....and you will be together again.
Very sorry Hoov. He looks like he was a lovable guy
He is so gorgeous. I remember your apprehension that this time would come, and I wish you peace and the best of memories. He is certainly without pain, and in great company now. A piece of my heart gets taken every time a loved one goes - furbabies definitely included - but all the pieces will join again one day. It's worth it to enjoy the time we do have with them, I think... but I'm so sorry for your loss.
Thank you to you all for the kind wishes. It has been just awful. He'd been unable to walk without his wheelchair for the past few months and I spent just about all my time caring for him. I miss him terribly.
Back when he was well, we would turn the lawn sprinklers on for him and he used to run around the grass biting the sprinklers, getting soaking wet. He barked in his sleep. He would sneak into the strawberry patch and eat the strawberries off of the plants. He would come to me after he ate his dinner, get right into my face and burp. On summer nights we would turn on his fan and he would lay right in front of it. One time I forgot to turn it on and he barked at me.
If I was petting Hoover instead of him, he would glare at me and sigh loudly. He loved stuffed toys and he would collect them all and put them in his bed. Sometimes his bed would be so full of toys he couldn't get into bed. He was so much a part of every single day, he brought such joy and laughter and asked for nothing but a good dinner. It didn't even have to be that good of a dinner as long as he thought it was larger than Hoover's dinner.
As difficult as it is for you, I enjoy hearing about his personality. I have an older dog and I dread what the future holds for him. I can sense your loss in your words and even though it is sad, you do have some good memories, hold onto them.