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fred22



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PostPosted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 7:43 pm    Post subject: A place to reflect and remember Reply with quote

I still "reflect and remember" Ned a lot, not half as much as I did but still plenty. I wish things had gone differently and I wish when they didn't that we'd realised earlier and sought a new home for him, though how do you make that decision without having given up on them?

We still have his ashes; I want to take them to Lyme Park though to be honest Ned was happy just being outside, he was happy lying in the garden. However like most dogs he loved Lyme Park especially running round the pond thats out of bounds in summer because of grazing sheep.

I miss seeing him run, there is a magic in dogs running, especially greyhound type ones. They seem thin and nervous and a bit strange when they are just hanging about or walking but when they run they transcend this world for a while and it transfixes me.

Perhaps other people could think of a nice or funny story about dogs we have lost. I will start with young Ned.

When we had only had him for a bit he came with us to Lyme Park and there he met a stafffy called Billy. They were ideally matched, both "confident" at play and they chased each other and tussled for about half an hour. Ned was so knackered after that he lay down to sleep in the long grass, we have a photo of him with his tongue hanging out..After a while he got up and he was limping because all the skin off his feet had worn off in the fun. So I had to carry him about a mile and a half to the car across rough terrain. If it had of been George he wouldnt have been carried but Ned loved it, like royalty though blimey I was glad when we got back to the car

God Bless you Ned it made me cry again writing this
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PostPosted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 7:44 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Sorry, its just a little story and probably doesnt make much sense but I can almost see him when I think back about it.
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PostPosted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 9:26 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

I'm not ignoring your post - it just still hurts too much to think of my special boy, lost in tragic circumstances, and I'll never stop doubting if I made the right decision.

One day I know we'll be reconciled. Till then I suffer.
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PostPosted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 9:38 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

dont worry, it did me good to write about ned again.
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PostPosted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 6:39 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

I was thinking about my first dalmatian Jemima the other day - she died in 1991 just before her 14th birthday, so 20 years ago. She was not ill at all, just a bit slower, but one morning she didn't eat her breakfast and was sick. I took her to the vet really worried. He told me I was stupid to worry about her based on missing one meal and asked me to bring her in in the morning so they could do some tests. I took her home and my heart was broken as I knew it was her last day on earth (even though everyone else said I was silly)and I think she knew too. We went for a walk in her special place by the river - without the other dogs and she played in the river and frolicked like a puppy. She couldn't eat her supper but she spent the night cuddled on my bed and the next morning I took her back to the vets. They phoned to say that she had inoperable stomach cancer - the vet was astounded as he couldn't believe she'd had no other signs - and she was put to sleep as there was no hope.

I buried her in our garden and planted a cherry tree for her. After all these years I still think about her often and the closeness we had. I knew she was terminally ill even though no one believed me. She was my first dog and she really changed my life. Caper is the 8th generation of her descendants and life has never been quite the same since Jemima.
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PostPosted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 9:20 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

My first dog that was really mine was a black Labrador called Bess. She had so many adventures I could write a book, mostly because I was a loving but useless owner. She was ball obsessed and got into a lot of pickles chasing her ball down cliffs, etc. She stayed with my mum for a month when my dad died and was a huge comfort to her, and she still talks about it now 22 years on.

Bess had eczema and was treated with sterioid injections which led to liver failure when she was 13. She couldn't eat much so I fed her chocolate which she loved. One night she came to me and put her head on my knee and I fed her a whole kit kat. She went over to her bed and went to sleep in her usual position with her ear hanging over the edge of her bed. In the morning, she had died in h sleep and her ear was still hanging over her bed and I got so much comfort from that as she clearly hadn't suffered. Although I feel very emotional writing this, I am smiling because she gave me so much joy. Her ashes and ball are in the middle of woods that she so loved and I can picture here there so clearly.

PS Dave I need talk about mine too, it really helps me to look back at them with nostalgia rather than sadness. I am so glad that you have posted about Ned again, he was so funny when he interrupted next door's BBQ. This is a great idea for a thread for those of us who feel this way. JG I feel for your pain and totally respect your views, too.
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PostPosted: Mon Jun 20, 2011 9:20 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Sorry not used to mobile technology in posting.

PS Dave I am so glad you have posted about Ned again, for me it is a great comfort to remember their funny little ways and smile. Bess was a nightmare when I was reading a book as it was impossible to read more than one page without a slobbery ball being put on it. She also jumped out the upstairs bedroom window one day as a child had a ball in the garden next door. I think your story about Ned and the BBQ was one of the funniest on here, although the Lycra helped!
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PostPosted: Wed Jun 22, 2011 11:25 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

I've been lucky enough to grow up with and then own 7 dogs so far, 6 have been dalmatians and 5 have sadly now passed on. I can remember all of their last days perfectly, when I think about them that is always what comes to mind first but Fred is right, it is good to reflect on the happy times and funny memories too so here goes.

Hoot (liver dal with one blue eye) - would pass foul wind, look at everyone else in disgust and then leave the room.

Daisy (black spotted dal) - the first day we brought her home as a tiny pup Dad had just had a huge trailer load of horse poo delivered for the garden - she couldn't believe her luck! I'll always remember her right at the top eating as much as she could as we couldn't get up there to bring her down.

Rusty (rescue setter/spaniel cross) - his favourite trick was swimming across to the other side of the river when it was time to put him on his lead to come home. By the time you'd walked through the field to the track and back to "his" side, he'd just look at you and swim back to the other side!

Elsa/Lucy (black spotted dals) - the first two I owned myself, acquired 7 months apart as pups and great characters. Elsa hated water and would jump off pavements to avoid puddles. Once she stepped straight off a canal path onto an algae covered canal thinking it was grass and went in up to her nose. Another time I had to wade into the sea in Norfolk to rescue her from a sandbank when the tide came and carry her back. Both of them ran off in a large park we walk in one evening - three of us spent two hours with torches looking for them, when they came back they were very happy and looked and smelled as if they'd been rolling in molasses.

Clarence (black dal) - our first rehome through the Welfare and the first one we've had who loves rolling in foxes' poo. Also loves running round in circles chasing his own tail.

Maisie (liver dal) - our second Welfare dog, specialises in stealing underwear and slippers (usually my husband's but serves him right for being untidy and he did say she looks like Dobby the house elf in Harry Potter, so perhaps she's getting her own back). So funny too to watch her desparate attempts to get at the bird feeder which hangs about 2 cm above the highest she can reach on her hind legs - she never gives up!

Sorry for the long post, but once you start thinking, the happy memories far outweigh the heartache at the end, however your dog has to leave you. Alison
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PostPosted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 4:45 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Iv'e only just read this post as we've been away.
what a lovely idea Dave and very glad you can think about Ned now and remember the good times Laughing
I think we must remember when we take a dog it is only ours for such a short time and the penance for most of us is having one day to decide to do the kindest thing for them, usually to save them suffering and that we owe them that release. Not that it ever gets any easier.

My first family dog was a little black Scottish Terrier called Jock, he was a lovely little chap but also a pickle and in those days Mum had to take us everywhere by bus, my sister was seven years older than me so Mum would have one walking one in a push chair and the dog on lead to juggle. We had been to visit my grandparents and as we boarded the bus to go home the conductor decided to help by taking the dogs lead whilst Mum got the pushchair and me on. but then accidentally let go to soon and Jock ran off and was apparently lost in a large busy market for about 3 hours.
Mum was frantic all this time and rushing around with us in tow trying to find him. This was obviously (as I'm so old) before mobile phones. Otherwise a lot of pain would have been saved. The clever little dog had run to my Grandads market stall and he was safe and sound, but of course that was the last place we looked.
My sister and I used to dress him up in dolls clothes and push him around in the pram, which he took in his stride, and one very hot summer day we felt sorry for him and decided to give him a hair cut Shocked Shocked Mum was mortified and refused to walk him in daylight till it grew back.
he lived to be quite old but had to be PTS with something called Dropsey Confused I can still remember that's what I was told.

Then along came King and Ricky. Now they were another story entirely.
They were a first cross between a Boxer and a Labrador. They were litter brothers and the boxer had been in kennels and in season and escaped and obviously found a mate while on the loose. The owner was horrified and was going to drown the pups. When my Grandad ( the market trader) heard about it he went and begged the owner to let him have them and I can still remember him turning up with a holdall that was wriggling and out popped these two pups Laughing Laughing
They were beautiful dogs with lovely natures BUT a definite lesson in NOT having two pups from the same litter Shocked
as they grew they reeked havoc. They turned our back garden into a race track tearing round and round they ran through flower beds and flattened shrubs. They ate the lino off the kitchen floor and chewed the legs off the kitchen table and escaped over the 6 foot gate and when I arrived at school they were running around in the playground making a lot of the children squeal Embarassed Rolling Eyes
We had to separate them in the end and Nan and Grandad took Ricky and we kept King. They both had long Happy lives and King really became my dog and would spend long long days walking with me in the school holidays and Mum never worried as he would growl if anyone strange approached me.

My first own dog was a lovely Blenheim King Charles Cavalier Spaniel called McCloud (Mackie) he was an angel and lived till nearly 15 and it broke our hearts and the children we had by then when we had to say goodbye.

Next two more Cavaliers Rupert was a rescue. We were walking Mackie in a country park and his owner approached us and asked if we wanted another one. So of course we went to look and he came home with us. A difficult dog in as much he had never left the owners mansion and grounds and didn't own a collar and lead and would YAP YAP YAP at all other dogs and we never cured him till he died aged 11 with a heart attack. He was a little character all the same and we loved him.

Then there was Benson a 5 month old Cavalier that had been run on for showing but one of his testicles didn't descend so we took him. he was truly a soft heart, wonderful with the children and all dogs.
sadly he died at 6 from Lymphatic cancer Crying or Very sad Crying or Very sad

our next dog was the change in direction I will never regret.
Our Kacey...our first dal...bred by my Vet at the time..a pretty easy going pup when I look back...a real minx for stealing food and embarrassed us on several occasions by stealing what wasn't hers.
we sadly lost her aged 13 and a quarter in June 2010.

Dylan came to us in July 1999 when Kacey was 2 and a half and was a trade off with my OH who wanted to spend quite a bit of money on a season ticket to watch his team Wink Evil or Very Mad I agreed on the condition I could have another pup.
I had my pigeon pair. I loved it.....Dylan was always mellow and gentle and very easy to train and kacey kept him in check for us. They were inseparable and such good friends. She even walked over and kissed him on the nose before the Vet gave her the injection that sad day last year....

And now there is Daisy.... well what can I say,, 1 year old already and firmly in our hearts Laughing Laughing a difficult puppy who is turning into a lovely young lady and Dylan has taken to her well.

Phew sorry Laughing Laughing Alison you thought your post was long Laughing Laughing
I have enjoyed writing and remembering, so even if no one reads Thank You Dave Laughing
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PostPosted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 7:24 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Well I read them all and enjoyed. It is lovely to reflect and remember I could fill pages up and I'm sure others could too. Funny how we look back with nostalgia at things that we were so cross about at the time.
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PostPosted: Sun Jun 26, 2011 7:39 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

KissCass wrote:
Well I read them all and enjoyed. It is lovely to reflect and remember I could fill pages up and I'm sure others could too. Funny how we look back with nostalgia at things that we were so cross about at the time.


Thank you Valerie Laughing
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PostPosted: Sat Aug 27, 2011 9:32 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

Just happily remembering my girl tonight, with a smile, and wanting to share this photo of her, it's my favourite pic I think ...

Hannah ....



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PostPosted: Sat Aug 27, 2011 11:42 pm    Post subject: Reply with quote

What a beautiful photograph.
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PostPosted: Sun Aug 28, 2011 7:45 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Thank you Sarah,

That truly is a lovely picture of Hannah Laughing

So glad you are already beginning to think of her with a smile.
Cherish all those lovely years you all had together.
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PostPosted: Sun Aug 28, 2011 9:27 am    Post subject: Reply with quote

Sarah that is a lovely picture. So pleased that you can think of Hannah and smile. They give us so much pleasure and so many smiles through their lives, don't they?
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