7mmSendaro
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I'm truely sorry for your loss. My old Brittany passed last fall and it still gets to me once in a while. I know your pain........
Lost a good friend today.
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Thanks for all the kind words of hope and prayer.
I was out of town most of yesterday and my wife told me that, my dear son Danny, who is three years old, was walking around the house yesterday calling for Skippy. Poor little guy just quite dosen't understand.
I was out of town most of yesterday and my wife told me that, my dear son Danny, who is three years old, was walking around the house yesterday calling for Skippy. Poor little guy just quite dosen't understand.
7mmSendaro
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Don't think I could have handled that one............
Jamie6.5
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Sorry for your loss. Maybe this will help:
The Pearly Gates:
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.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the
road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken
by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.
When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that
looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like
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?' the man asked.
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 and then turned back toward the road and continued
the way he had been going with his dog.
After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a
dirt road leading 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 the good book.
'Excuse me!' he called to the man. 'Do you have any water?'
'Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in.'
'How about my friend here?' the traveler gestured to the dog.
'There should be a bowl by the pump.'
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand
pump with a bowl beside it.
The traveler filled the water 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.
'What do you call this place?' the traveler asked.
'This is Heaven,' he answered.
'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
****.'
'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 would leave their
best friends behind.'
The Pearly Gates:
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.
After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the
road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken
by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.
When he was standing before it he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that
looked like mother-of-pearl, and the street that led to the gate looked like
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?' the man asked.
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 and then turned back toward the road and continued
the way he had been going with his dog.
After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a
dirt road leading 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 the good book.
'Excuse me!' he called to the man. 'Do you have any water?'
'Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there, come on in.'
'How about my friend here?' the traveler gestured to the dog.
'There should be a bowl by the pump.'
They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand
pump with a bowl beside it.
The traveler filled the water 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.
'What do you call this place?' the traveler asked.
'This is Heaven,' he answered.
'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
****.'
'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 would leave their
best friends behind.'
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Jim,
I know that very feeling. So sorry for your loss. Sounds like a great dog.
Jon
I know that very feeling. So sorry for your loss. Sounds like a great dog.
Jon
Been there we put our part dachshund down a year ago last Christmas he was a little human in dogs clothing 16 years old
Southern 62
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Sorry for the loss of a Life Partner. We live long enough we're blessed to have at least one that is that close. You and your family have been Blessed.
L
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Yeah. It's old.
I hope that Jim is OK now after 13 years.
lancetkenyon
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To be honest, this is a very sad statement.
As much as it pains me when I lose a dog, it pains me even more thinking I would not replace one or be without a good dog.
