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Goodbye old friend
5 months ago, my Collie, Cooch, was diagnosed with Hemangiosarcoma, Canine Cancer. http://www.caninecancer.com/Hemangiosarcoma.html
I drew this up when I found out http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5527716/
He was placed on an experimental cancer study treatment by the University of Wisconsin vet college. He was one of a dozen test dogs on this treatment.
He seemed to improve, but his blood tests on Tuesday showed his anemia was not getting any improvement. Saturday he was his typical bouncy self, spying on the neighbor next door as she worked in her yard, fussed at any strange dogs being walked up the street.
Sunday he seemed more tired, listless, his appetite wasn't there, we assumed it was due to his cancer drugs. This morning he was looking miserable and went upstairs to sleep on the bed.
But this afternoon, his gums were gray and was rushed to the vet. He was ultra sounded and they couldn't find anything, but they knew he was bleeding internally. They could do surgery, but suspected that he had more tumors and his extension of life would have been 2 weeks to a month, not counting the horrific expense added to an already horrific vet bill since April.
We at least tried everything humanely possible. He also was the last of the test subjects to live, the others all died before him.
Cooch was quietly put down in our arms, his suffering over. Our hearts ripped open with the pain of losing another dear family member in so short a time.
Goodbye old dear Friend.
Cooch January 2002- September 19 2011
I drew this up when I found out http://www.furaffinity.net/view/5527716/
He was placed on an experimental cancer study treatment by the University of Wisconsin vet college. He was one of a dozen test dogs on this treatment.
He seemed to improve, but his blood tests on Tuesday showed his anemia was not getting any improvement. Saturday he was his typical bouncy self, spying on the neighbor next door as she worked in her yard, fussed at any strange dogs being walked up the street.
Sunday he seemed more tired, listless, his appetite wasn't there, we assumed it was due to his cancer drugs. This morning he was looking miserable and went upstairs to sleep on the bed.
But this afternoon, his gums were gray and was rushed to the vet. He was ultra sounded and they couldn't find anything, but they knew he was bleeding internally. They could do surgery, but suspected that he had more tumors and his extension of life would have been 2 weeks to a month, not counting the horrific expense added to an already horrific vet bill since April.
We at least tried everything humanely possible. He also was the last of the test subjects to live, the others all died before him.
Cooch was quietly put down in our arms, his suffering over. Our hearts ripped open with the pain of losing another dear family member in so short a time.
Goodbye old dear Friend.
Cooch January 2002- September 19 2011
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*hugs you tight* Im so sorry to hear this hun. But he is no longer suffering
an im sure hes got many friends to spend time with pain free now. Surely
he knows he was greatly loved an greatly missed.
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Author unknown...
an im sure hes got many friends to spend time with pain free now. Surely
he knows he was greatly loved an greatly missed.
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
Author unknown...
I'm sorry Jim at least he not in pain anymore like you said, and it looks like you gave him a wonderful life. He looks so spoiled in that photo, in time I'm sure it will hurt alittle less. Though you did the right thing honestly, even if it hurts like hell you did the right thing.
Sad.. I dread the day I have to make that decision for either of my pets, but especially my horse. He's my 1200 lb son. I raised the colt from day one, up until I left for boot camp in May 2010. I'll be seeing him again real soon though.
Just kniw that your puppy is in a better, happier, painless place waiting for his master to come get him. C=
Just kniw that your puppy is in a better, happier, painless place waiting for his master to come get him. C=
http://www.petloss.com/poems/maingrp/dogsdont.htm
I first saw this in the Washington Post back about 1998 or so, and have kept that copy since, and thought it appropriate. May he rest in peace and wait for you in Heaven.
I first saw this in the Washington Post back about 1998 or so, and have kept that copy since, and thought it appropriate. May he rest in peace and wait for you in Heaven.
My condolences for your loss. It's not easy - never is. I only hope he had a long, and happy life though. He'll be waiting for you, chewing on that cosmic bone.
That did remind me of my loss...dammit, even 7 years later, it still tears me up. I remember seeing this then
http://www.celhaus.com/saygoodbye.htm
IC: [lowers his head, and gives you a nuzzle]
- Shado
That did remind me of my loss...dammit, even 7 years later, it still tears me up. I remember seeing this then
http://www.celhaus.com/saygoodbye.htm
IC: [lowers his head, and gives you a nuzzle]
- Shado
We've sorrow enough in the natural way
When it comes to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent,
At a compound interest of cent per cent.
Though it is not always the case, I believe,
That the longer we've kept 'em the more do we grieve;
For when debts are payable, right or wrong,
A short-time loan is as bad as a long-
So why in Heaven (before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?
-Rudyard Kipling, "The Power of the Dog"
May he rest in peace.
When it comes to burying Christian clay.
Our loves are not given, but only lent,
At a compound interest of cent per cent.
Though it is not always the case, I believe,
That the longer we've kept 'em the more do we grieve;
For when debts are payable, right or wrong,
A short-time loan is as bad as a long-
So why in Heaven (before we are there)
Should we give our hearts to a dog to tear?
-Rudyard Kipling, "The Power of the Dog"
May he rest in peace.
You have my sympathies. I myself have a great dane http://www.furaffinity.net/view/3565879/
I recently came across her birth certificate, and found she's currently 8.5 years old. And most danes average 8-9, so it's something I know I'll most likely have to face in the relatively near future. Thankfully she's in good health with no known problems right now. But I'm certainly dreading the thought of that future.
I know I'm going to be a total wreck when it happens tho'.
I recently came across her birth certificate, and found she's currently 8.5 years old. And most danes average 8-9, so it's something I know I'll most likely have to face in the relatively near future. Thankfully she's in good health with no known problems right now. But I'm certainly dreading the thought of that future.
I know I'm going to be a total wreck when it happens tho'.
things come and go like the winds of the never ending plains we are here such a short time but to ourselves we are here eternally we see what our minds allow us to see. friends and love ones come and go but they will live on forever in our hearts and in our minds we will remember their warm embrace,their sweet smell and the love we see in there eyes ever time we looked upon them. they will be by our sides when times our tough they will love us till the end and then even after that they will keep on loving us. do not forget them.keep smiling and be happy for the time you were able to be with them . we may have not know each other long but i wish you all my love your dearest friends Jak P.S keep your head held high and keep him always in your heart he will be there .
My dog died a few weeks back and I still keep looking for her when I walk out the door. hell I could not rest till we dug her a grave and laid her to rest. Losing a pet like a Dog takes so much out of a person and I wish the best for you as well as your family with the loss. Seems like a happy pup in the picture and sure he had a good life. again my best wishes to you and your family in this sad time.
A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He remembered dying, and that his faithful dog had been dead for many years. He wondered where the road was leading them. After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. As he reached the wall, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch, and the street that led to the gate made from pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.
When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"
"This is heaven, sir," the man answered.
"Wow! Would you happen to have some water? We have traveled far," the man said.
"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up."
The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
"Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."
The man thought a moment, remembering all the years this dog remained loyal to him and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going. After another long walk he came to a plain dirt road, which led through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.
"Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any water? We have traveled far."
"Yes, sure, there's a faucet over there." The man pointed to a place that couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on in and help yourself."
"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to his dog.
"There should be a bowl by the faucet; he is welcome to share."
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned faucet with a bowl beside it. The traveler filled the bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog. When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree waiting for them.
"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.
"This is heaven," was the answer.
"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said that was heaven, too."
"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell."
"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"
"No. We're just happy that they screen out the folks who'd leave their best friends behind in exchange for material things."
(This has always made me realize that a dog will wait for their master, no matter the cost. It seems fitting.)
When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"
"This is heaven, sir," the man answered.
"Wow! Would you happen to have some water? We have traveled far," the man said.
"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up."
The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
"Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."
The man thought a moment, remembering all the years this dog remained loyal to him and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going. After another long walk he came to a plain dirt road, which led through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.
"Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any water? We have traveled far."
"Yes, sure, there's a faucet over there." The man pointed to a place that couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on in and help yourself."
"How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to his dog.
"There should be a bowl by the faucet; he is welcome to share."
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned faucet with a bowl beside it. The traveler filled the bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog. When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree waiting for them.
"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.
"This is heaven," was the answer.
"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said that was heaven, too."
"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell."
"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"
"No. We're just happy that they screen out the folks who'd leave their best friends behind in exchange for material things."
(This has always made me realize that a dog will wait for their master, no matter the cost. It seems fitting.)
Losing a best friend is always terrible, and all I can offer is my sympathies. But in the past five months Cooch did become more than that.
These germs of disease have taken toll of humanity since the beginning of things--taken toll of our prehuman ancestors since life began here. But by virtue of this natural selection of our kind we have developed resisting power; to no germs do we succumb without a struggle. By the toll of a billion deaths man has bought his birthright of the earth. For neither do men live nor die in vain.
Wells got it partially right. We live as well and as long as we do today because for a hundred generations people have worked hard and faught for their lives and those of others, often against foreign injuries and infections, and sometimes against their own bodies. You and Cooch faught this, and because you did you helped improve the chances of the next dog to get this horrible disease; which is arguably the worst form of cancer I have ever read about.
Cooch will live on in this research. In ten or a hundred or a thousand years, when this terrible disease is no longer terrible, and can be treated easily, or has simply been eliminated completely, that will be Cooch's legacy. For the countless lives he helped save, he is a hero, just as much as any soldier, or anyone who died on 911.
These germs of disease have taken toll of humanity since the beginning of things--taken toll of our prehuman ancestors since life began here. But by virtue of this natural selection of our kind we have developed resisting power; to no germs do we succumb without a struggle. By the toll of a billion deaths man has bought his birthright of the earth. For neither do men live nor die in vain.
Wells got it partially right. We live as well and as long as we do today because for a hundred generations people have worked hard and faught for their lives and those of others, often against foreign injuries and infections, and sometimes against their own bodies. You and Cooch faught this, and because you did you helped improve the chances of the next dog to get this horrible disease; which is arguably the worst form of cancer I have ever read about.
Cooch will live on in this research. In ten or a hundred or a thousand years, when this terrible disease is no longer terrible, and can be treated easily, or has simply been eliminated completely, that will be Cooch's legacy. For the countless lives he helped save, he is a hero, just as much as any soldier, or anyone who died on 911.
I know I am a stranger you will always remeber him in his days of glory not the days of doom and shame he loved you and your family loved him you walked him you deed him you gave him a home you did your best and you showed it.
You groom him you gave him a bone well good a telling off when bad. But he was loyal and royal dog of the famliy I sure he will defend your family of a introuder or get a gun which you have many of.
But he was there when others went before him you were there when he need help and vet did there best but the damge was to great. I work on a farm I see lots of aniamls go to slaughter I see aniamls been given new house away from death.
But Dogs and Horses stay loyal and true to end they always do. I think you will remeber him in your hearts of pure gold to keep him merory fast and stand and true and never fade away into history..
Pictures storys and dog toys and things he loved will remind of the pleasure and honour he brought to your family. I will never understand yoyr pain ever person is difrent and acts to the feeling and sad ness but we all greth at the lost of love one.
I lost two friends in war. I wish I was there at there end but I will treasure them and you will him. I think in time the pain will go but him place will never be taken his home is your is garden is his safty. Stanger enter if your dare and your will see were he dug and bones are places balls fech and throw again.
I can't say death is easy but times is no friend to any one when your late time has to be made up else were sorry there is words
I got like using due to my well back ground. so I hope your understand there are other words to say and mean in stead of what I say/
I hope this time of greth passes and I hope your will treasure his lovely and wounderful time that you gave him and he had will your its speical and to loyal four legged friend they stay by your side even if your can't see them hear them or smell they are there. they were always there dog sense I think its called they see but we don''t great hunters throw. I am sorry truely I am
SORRY ABOUT ENGLISH IT IS NOT GOOD. BYE DANNY HIGHFIELD EX ARMY VET'S-FUSILIERS-LI- RIFLES 2005-2007
You groom him you gave him a bone well good a telling off when bad. But he was loyal and royal dog of the famliy I sure he will defend your family of a introuder or get a gun which you have many of.
But he was there when others went before him you were there when he need help and vet did there best but the damge was to great. I work on a farm I see lots of aniamls go to slaughter I see aniamls been given new house away from death.
But Dogs and Horses stay loyal and true to end they always do. I think you will remeber him in your hearts of pure gold to keep him merory fast and stand and true and never fade away into history..
Pictures storys and dog toys and things he loved will remind of the pleasure and honour he brought to your family. I will never understand yoyr pain ever person is difrent and acts to the feeling and sad ness but we all greth at the lost of love one.
I lost two friends in war. I wish I was there at there end but I will treasure them and you will him. I think in time the pain will go but him place will never be taken his home is your is garden is his safty. Stanger enter if your dare and your will see were he dug and bones are places balls fech and throw again.
I can't say death is easy but times is no friend to any one when your late time has to be made up else were sorry there is words
I got like using due to my well back ground. so I hope your understand there are other words to say and mean in stead of what I say/
I hope this time of greth passes and I hope your will treasure his lovely and wounderful time that you gave him and he had will your its speical and to loyal four legged friend they stay by your side even if your can't see them hear them or smell they are there. they were always there dog sense I think its called they see but we don''t great hunters throw. I am sorry truely I am
SORRY ABOUT ENGLISH IT IS NOT GOOD. BYE DANNY HIGHFIELD EX ARMY VET'S-FUSILIERS-LI- RIFLES 2005-2007
i had to go thru this exact same thing a year ago.with my 15 year old chowlab i know your pain i dealt with mine by going to the shelter.
i know it sounds cold but i think it helped me. and i found my present dog a shepcoyote mix they were going to put her down that afternoon .
made me think it was meant to happen that day that time . but no matter what i feel for you so do many others posting here.
i know it sounds cold but i think it helped me. and i found my present dog a shepcoyote mix they were going to put her down that afternoon .
made me think it was meant to happen that day that time . but no matter what i feel for you so do many others posting here.
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