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    #16
    I lost my 12 year old female black lab earlier this year. It was really rough.


    We finally have had enough time pass to be looking at a new puppy.

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      #17
      Sorry to hear that Angie. Cash will be 13 this year and was in bad shape a few weeks ago.

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        #18
        When my girl got to that stage I just couldn't stand to see her in pain and struggling to get up and greet me. It's a hard thing to do but it was the right thing to let her go.

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          #19
          Our Final Journey

          I slept in the living room with him all night. Most nights he is restless and gets up and down, drinks water during the night, stumbles back to his bed. Last night he got up once, I helped him, we got a drink of water and he went back to sleep. Woke several time, looked over to see me on the couch and went back to peaceful sleep. I actually had to wake him this morning to go out. He was resting hard. Even had a dream and was running about 4:15 this am. and his feet were moving at a pace... I hope retrieving a duck or a dove in that dream.....


          Majestic Duke still had a happy face on this morning for his trip. I am a wreck and decided the best place for me was work. Being home would be worse... When I got home yesterday he had increased in his lack of ability to remain upright and had lost control of his bladder struggling in the kitchen to get up. He needed to remain with some dignity and that isn't who he is..
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            #20
            Duke looks like a great dog. This is something all dog owners dread.

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              #21
              Angie, I am So Sorry.....You understand how I am about our dogs.
              Its very hard, But its obvious He has had a Beautiful life with you......

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                #22
                Originally posted by "DOC" View Post
                Angie, I am So Sorry.....You understand how I am about our dogs.
                Its very hard, But its obvious He has had a Beautiful life with you......
                Thanks Doc.. I sure do know how much you love dogs as well. That is where our friendship bonded.

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                  #23
                  I remember that wonderful boy............When I came to get Bones........

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                    #24
                    Man this tears me up. Duke looks just like the blonde (he was bleach white) lab that I had growing up. He found us too...abandoned and he let us pick him up in a very sketchy area in Freeport, TX. Best companion ever (took in the two cats we had as his own), and was literally like a son to my stepmom haha. He had a host of health issues and allergies, had a stroke at 8 and lost some expression in his face, but still always happy to see you and be with you. Last year at 13, he slipped rounding a corner at my parents house and shattered his hind leg. My parents decided to put him down as his quality of life was going to be basically hobbling along or sleeping all day...that just wasn't him. My dad called me on the verge of tears to let me know...Ive seen my dad cry twice in my whole life. Let me tell you, I cant imagine the day I have to put down one of my own that I have now. Hell I teared up writing that...good memories of that old goofball!

                    Prayers for you and Duke. I know its hard, but I just remember all the good times you had. 15 is a good long life!

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                      #25
                      Originally posted by bsmizzy07 View Post
                      Man this tears me up. Duke looks just like the blonde (he was bleach white) lab that I had growing up. He found us too...abandoned and he let us pick him up in a very sketchy area in Freeport, TX. Best companion ever (took in the two cats we had as his own), and was literally like a son to my stepmom haha. He had a host of health issues and allergies, had a stroke at 8 and lost some expression in his face, but still always happy to see you and be with you. Last year at 13, he slipped rounding a corner at my parents house and shattered his hind leg. My parents decided to put him down as his quality of life was going to be basically hobbling along or sleeping all day...that just wasn't him. My dad called me on the verge of tears to let me know...Ive seen my dad cry twice in my whole life. Let me tell you, I cant imagine the day I have to put down one of my own that I have now. Hell I teared up writing that...good memories of that old goofball!


                      Prayers for you and Duke. I know its hard, but I just remember all the good times you had. 15 is a good long life!

                      Thanks for sharing your story. It sure helps to hear all the stories and Thank you very much for the kind words..

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                        #26
                        I have had to put down 2 of mine and it was by far the hardest thing i've had to do. Got a 7 y/o and a pup right now and I dread the day of having to go through it again. Prayers up for you.

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                          #27
                          My Blk 95 lbs male lab had to be put down 3 weeks ago at the age of 11 for the same mobility issues you are dealing with. On his last day he could not get up to go to the bathroom so it did not make sense to let him suffer. I felt that if he is in such pain he can not move it is time to let him go. Sad deal!

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                            #28
                            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....

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                            Very sorry for your loss Angie... Hug those other pups a little tighter tonight.

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                              #29
                              I had to put my 14YO Pointer, in my avatar, yesterday. The love we have for them usually makes us put it off as long as we can, but in our hearts we know it's time.

                              It's a very hard decision and each one is different.

                              Prayers sent for making the tough choice you are facing.

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                                #30
                                Originally posted by Shooter View Post
                                I had to put my 14YO Pointer, in my avatar, yesterday. The love we have for them usually makes us put it off as long as we can, but in our hearts we know it's time.

                                It's a very hard decision and each one is different.

                                Prayers sent for making the tough choice you are facing.
                                Shooter, I to, am very sorry for your loss. I will not lie, I hated every minute of the decision...he was still getting around "a little" so he had some dignity and composure left within him, so I still looked at him as Duke you are okay today.. but... in a few more days or weeks, I was afraid I may not be able to say that to him. He was deaf, but I talked to him anyways and hugged his big ole neck and babbled all kinds of sweet things in his big soft ears all the time.

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