You were a good dog, Gibson. Sleep well, my friend.
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Thursday, September 8, 2011
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- Ribbit
- I'm a wife, teacher and mom of two who came by gardening accidentally in order to appease a fussy child in a big-box hardware store. He saw yellow pear tomatoes (his favorite color) and we became container gardeners. As it goes with anything involving children, my interest far outlasted his and now we have a square foot garden in our corner yard. As long as we can battle the bugs and keep the dog from the soil, we might have some fun.
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I'm so sorry to hear about your pup. Sending you & your family lots of love <3
ReplyDeleteOh no! I am so sorry for your loss.
ReplyDeleteWait - WHAT!?!? Now I am all teary eyed. There is nothing I hate more than dogs dying. People are tough, but with any luck we get a good long life in beforehand, and dogs.....well they deserve longer than they get on this good earth. So sorry to hear his time had come. The kids must be devastated. :(
ReplyDeleteOh Ribbit-I'm so sorry. Big hugs!
ReplyDeleteThanks, guys. He was a good dog. About a month or so ago he started limping. We thought he had just wrenched his shoulder. Time went on and he used the leg less and less and then what obviously was a massive growth began to appear under the skin where the leg met the body. His muscles atrophied from not using the leg to the point where he just dragged it behind him. He couldn't walk, couldn't get up, stopped eating and drinking and began to pee blood and himself when he couldn't get up any longer. He had gotten that vacant look in his eye and cried most of last night.
ReplyDeleteIt was time.
Last night both kids - independently of themselves - went to get his two favorite toys and put them by his head along with pictures of themselves. They kissed him good-bye this morning before they left for school.
For a dog who wasn't supposed to live as a puppy, he had 9 wonderful years. Not too shabby for a Great Dane.
May there be endless chasing of rabbits, tummy rubs and sunny days....
ReplyDeleteOh I am so sorry. Dogs become family and it is hard when they pass on.
ReplyDeleteI'll miss Gibby. He was so lucky that you fell for him that day at Harley. I still have my "Hogs for Dogs" pin you gave me. Hang in there, thinking of you and the kids tonight.
ReplyDeleteOh, no! I was so in love with Gibson. I even have his picture on my computer, the one where he was trying to save the boy in the snow. How sad that he's gone, but how wonderful that he had such a good life before he got ill. I'll miss you too, Big. Sleep now, without pain.
ReplyDeleteI am so happy to hear the kids were able to make peace and say goodbye to the sweet boy. Hang in there.
ReplyDeleteI am so sorry for your families loss. {{{HUGS}}}.
ReplyDeleteI still miss my dog and it's been almost 2 years. :-(
Oh no, I'm so sorry to hear this! What a beautiful dog, and you are right though, 9 years is an amazing amount of time for that breed to get to have with a loving family. We had a Bernese Mountain dog that lived 9 yrs when their expectancy is about 6, I always say that he lived long enough for the kids to always remember what a great dog their "first dog" was and he set the bar very high for any subsequent family dogs. Hugs to you and the kids...
ReplyDeleteSo sorry to hear of your loss. Glad that the kids had a chance to say good-bye.
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