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Tango, the noble. Tango, the wise. Tango, is getting old.
I love Tango, for years he has been the best of dogs, always kind and gentle, allowing other dogs to approach him when he meets new dogs by sitting like a sphinx on the ground and allowing them to come to him when they are ready.
He's super kind towards everyone, and loves being scratched and hugged. He's one of the most amazing dogs I have ever known in my life.
He is very old, I have photos of him dating back to 2008 and he looked the same.
Today, I realized his muzzle is graying, his skin is a bit looser, his eyes have a rather wise and older look to them.
He still plays and runs around like he always has.
He has seen the coming and going of many friends, and loved ones, he silently sits and watches the world with great interest and seems to know a great deal more about the world around him than other dogs.
I love Tango. He's a great friend, and a wonderful dog.
He's super kind towards everyone, and loves being scratched and hugged. He's one of the most amazing dogs I have ever known in my life.
He is very old, I have photos of him dating back to 2008 and he looked the same.
Today, I realized his muzzle is graying, his skin is a bit looser, his eyes have a rather wise and older look to them.
He still plays and runs around like he always has.
He has seen the coming and going of many friends, and loved ones, he silently sits and watches the world with great interest and seems to know a great deal more about the world around him than other dogs.
I love Tango. He's a great friend, and a wonderful dog.
Category Photography / Animal related (non-anthro)
Species Dog (Other)
Size 364 x 586px
File Size 65.6 kB
Just getting myself to be able to talk about it now,
On July 30th, 2023 at 5:51pm... Tango stopped breathing and we were unable to resuscitate him.
It was a beautiful day, 65 degrees and sunny, not a cloud in the sky.
Tango, Kaylee and I were out on our walk as per normal, every day after work.
Tango was trotting around like normal, happy, smelling things and doing his normal thing.
Suddenly he stopped, and sort of looked worried. I turned and stared at him for a second, called him to come and he didn't respond. I started walking towards him and he began to walk to me, walked past me like things were sorta okay, took about 10 steps, and collapsed.
I freaked out and went up to him, since we walked through the fields we were a bit far from the house, I could see the house, it was like a horror movie where you just can't respond fast, everything was in slow motion.
I got up to him and yelled "TANGO, nooo no no no not today buddy not today please god not today" and he peed himself, then pooped while laying there trying to breathe staring off into space with his eyes glazed over.
My roomate was on his way home, so I had the person at the house run out and direct him to where I was.
After we got him in the back seat of the car, we drove down the road to the vet by the house. They were just turning the key in the door and closing up, it was about 5pm. No one was there, no nurses, no doctors no one but the office lady closing the door. She told me to go to mass to an emergency vet, I ran back to the car, we had waisted time, we drove to the next town to an emergency vet there, but, with my hand on his chest, I felt his last breath in the car. We pulled over and tried CPR but, he was gone.
My beautiful, faithful, regal, noble boy, my dog of 19 years, my strong and amazing friend, lay in the back seat of the car. Gone.
His surving friend, his little puppy now 12 years old, back home no clue why he never came home, why we left in a hurry...
Still looks for him, as she did for jackson and luna, 3 of 4 dogs, gone in the span of less than two years.
It was such a beautiful day, such a perfect and lovely day.
Kaylee has been so depressed, she doesn't want to do anything and now she's diabetic, I worry every moment that something will happen.
And I will be left alone on this shithole planet. -.-
My babies, all of them are gone.
In the past few years, I have lost everyone/thing I known, between the death of my girlfriend to cancer, my best friend, both of my grand parents and a couple other close friends... Now, my dogs, one by one...
My world has ground to a halt, earth has ceased to spin for me, time is irrelevant and nothing matters, nothing but the life of my only remaining dog.
It's just her and I, and, that's it.
Once she has lived her life, there will be no reason for me to be here.
I am, lost.
-.- Farewell Tango.
You were the most amazing and wonderful dog I had ever met, you did so much to help all the other dogs and people in your life, selflessly put yourself in harms way on several occasions to protect them from critters in the fields and forest on the property, laid down whenever you saw another dog and let them approach you first, taught the other dogs where they could and could not go on the farm, how to act, how to place their paw on a person gently to ask for attention, which Kaylee still does.
My little Tango man, the world is so much dimmer without your warm orange glow.
I miss you so much Tango.
I love you boy.
Forever.
On July 30th, 2023 at 5:51pm... Tango stopped breathing and we were unable to resuscitate him.
It was a beautiful day, 65 degrees and sunny, not a cloud in the sky.
Tango, Kaylee and I were out on our walk as per normal, every day after work.
Tango was trotting around like normal, happy, smelling things and doing his normal thing.
Suddenly he stopped, and sort of looked worried. I turned and stared at him for a second, called him to come and he didn't respond. I started walking towards him and he began to walk to me, walked past me like things were sorta okay, took about 10 steps, and collapsed.
I freaked out and went up to him, since we walked through the fields we were a bit far from the house, I could see the house, it was like a horror movie where you just can't respond fast, everything was in slow motion.
I got up to him and yelled "TANGO, nooo no no no not today buddy not today please god not today" and he peed himself, then pooped while laying there trying to breathe staring off into space with his eyes glazed over.
My roomate was on his way home, so I had the person at the house run out and direct him to where I was.
After we got him in the back seat of the car, we drove down the road to the vet by the house. They were just turning the key in the door and closing up, it was about 5pm. No one was there, no nurses, no doctors no one but the office lady closing the door. She told me to go to mass to an emergency vet, I ran back to the car, we had waisted time, we drove to the next town to an emergency vet there, but, with my hand on his chest, I felt his last breath in the car. We pulled over and tried CPR but, he was gone.
My beautiful, faithful, regal, noble boy, my dog of 19 years, my strong and amazing friend, lay in the back seat of the car. Gone.
His surving friend, his little puppy now 12 years old, back home no clue why he never came home, why we left in a hurry...
Still looks for him, as she did for jackson and luna, 3 of 4 dogs, gone in the span of less than two years.
It was such a beautiful day, such a perfect and lovely day.
Kaylee has been so depressed, she doesn't want to do anything and now she's diabetic, I worry every moment that something will happen.
And I will be left alone on this shithole planet. -.-
My babies, all of them are gone.
In the past few years, I have lost everyone/thing I known, between the death of my girlfriend to cancer, my best friend, both of my grand parents and a couple other close friends... Now, my dogs, one by one...
My world has ground to a halt, earth has ceased to spin for me, time is irrelevant and nothing matters, nothing but the life of my only remaining dog.
It's just her and I, and, that's it.
Once she has lived her life, there will be no reason for me to be here.
I am, lost.
-.- Farewell Tango.
You were the most amazing and wonderful dog I had ever met, you did so much to help all the other dogs and people in your life, selflessly put yourself in harms way on several occasions to protect them from critters in the fields and forest on the property, laid down whenever you saw another dog and let them approach you first, taught the other dogs where they could and could not go on the farm, how to act, how to place their paw on a person gently to ask for attention, which Kaylee still does.
My little Tango man, the world is so much dimmer without your warm orange glow.
I miss you so much Tango.
I love you boy.
Forever.
If you could send them to me some time that would be awesome, I really miss my boy.
He basically became my dog, him and Kaylee, when Cor passed.
And for the past 13 years I had taken care of him, and he slept in a pile with me and the other 3 dogs on the bed every night since.
What a good and wonderful boy he was.
Kaylee still periodically smells around the spot she last saw him and stares off like she's listening for him before snapping out of it and coming over.
She's getting very old now too, just had her stitches out yesterday from a 3rd surgery in her belly.
She's doing well, but getting old.
And it's making me super sad, she's the last of "my" dogs.
He basically became my dog, him and Kaylee, when Cor passed.
And for the past 13 years I had taken care of him, and he slept in a pile with me and the other 3 dogs on the bed every night since.
What a good and wonderful boy he was.
Kaylee still periodically smells around the spot she last saw him and stares off like she's listening for him before snapping out of it and coming over.
She's getting very old now too, just had her stitches out yesterday from a 3rd surgery in her belly.
She's doing well, but getting old.
And it's making me super sad, she's the last of "my" dogs.
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