StridersSis

I'm so sorry for your loss :

I'm so sorry Wendy

Wendy- I am so very sorry.

Glad he is eating with such zest Kari!

Lizzie had something similar years ago (maybe 5+ years ago) and we finally did the ultrasound and the found that she had Kidney Disease. This was many years ago and she is doing fine and is currently hogging my couch. It is treated with a Rx diet. Might be worth a shot if they vet is out of ideas. Hope he's feeling better soon.

Kari, I am so sorry You did not fail her. You loved her. I know you must be so broken. Run Free sweet Hana

I'm so sorry Trudy. I feel like I knew him. Sending comforting thoughts.

Together for eternity

I don't know how to write another one of these.... I was just here two months ago writing about BeBe. We lost Dallas in an unexpected fashion last night. He broke his back Right Femur and the diagnosis was probable Osteosarcoma. He slipped right in front of me, he got excited when I asked him to go for a walk and then the blood curling scream. It's still haunting me. I got him stabilized and to the E-vet. He wasn't in pain on the way there, thank god. We finally got into a room and my parents were there with me, my mom was holding his face and he kept looking for me, as soon as he saw me he sunk his face in my hands and I didn't even need the vet to tell me. I knew... Dallas told me he was tired. My world collapsed in a moment. Dallas is a special dog. He was a champion runner who had a freak track accident that changed him forever. He became a scared, fragile dog that hid in a corner and trusted no one. He was adopted twice and returned for a multitude of reasons and I watched him come back both times. I was in high school, no more than 16 or 17 and I told my mom about this dog, this STUNNING red male that was sad and scared. I willed him to come to our house and I won, what teenager doesn't do things against their parents better judgment? I was the only one he trusted, it took him over a year to leave his crate on his own and longer to trust my father. He blossomed, he was like a delicate flower that just took a while to show all it's petals, he eventually came out even when strangers came over. He was royal looking, huge, my 90lb gorgeous boy. Deep Red, dark black eye liner and HUGE marmaduke paws. He's been here through it all, high school, undergrad, law school. I joked he would live forever and that I would bring him to my law school graduation. He was a family dog, but he was always mine, we had that special bond. He was my Dally Wally King of the Pally and he was royal. He had this goofy way of playing with toys, he was so big and the toys so small, he really reminded me of Marmaduke. He was (and still is) the face of Friends of Greyhounds. His posters and pictures are still used. He was a blood donor, and ambassador for adoption... He did it all and I loved him for all his quirks and for his goofy ways, his sweetness and his silly feet and now I feel so empty inside. When BeBe passed away I wrote about their love affair, her so young and him well an older guy, her King. Their fairy tale ended when she passed, but now my fairy tale has ended , my King is gone and princess BeBe is gone. My only comfort comes in knowing that he is back with her, by her side forever... Both of them whole again and now age and its aches and pains are no boundary to her youth. They are living their happily ever after and now I'm left with a heart that I didn't think could stand anymore pain. I haven't mourned BeBe yet, and now I've lost him. It isn't fair, I want to scream. When I wrote about BeBe I said that she would wait for us "Somewhere over the rainbow...." I was on a road trip last week and on my way home I saw two rainbows... One Dark and absolutely perfect and the other right next to it, faint, barely visible. I thought nothing of it at the time but, last night my best friend came over to console me (or do his best to try) and we talked about all the happy times and I mentioned rainbows being a sign and he said Kim we saw two last week... Then I thought about it, I wonder if BeBe was trying to tell me, and maybe its a silly thought.... I don't know, but I want to think that hers was the bright and shiny rainbow telling me shes ok and the faint one represented him coming to be with her, side by side for eternity and that she was going to meet him. I have some comfort knowing shes OK now, that he's there for her but selfishly I want him here, by me with her. I don't know what to say, my heart is so broken I don't even want to breathe because it hurts. Dallas, I love you and I'll miss you every day of my life, and I'll try to only think of you running through the park, tounge flapping in the wind, roaching on your back like superman and your ears perked curious about something or pouncing on a toy with your big feet in your perfect goofy way. I'm glad you got to meet Christian (my little nephew) but I'm sorry he'll never get his Dally pony rides when he can sit up. You were the best dog I could have ever asked for and a part of me went with you last night. Find Strider and Winnie for me and let them know I miss them and love them so much. I just wish I could get that scream out of my head. I'm so sorry.... I'm just so sorry.... I feel like its all my fault. I know you'll wait for me with BeBe, somewhere over the rainbow, but please Dallas, visit me in my dreams so I know you're ok, I love you so much.... Somewhere over the rainbow...... Skies are blue......And the dreams that you dare to dream.... Really do come true. Good night my sweet King..... I just wish I could have written you a better tribute, I'm just too broken. I will cherish our memories for a lifetime and beyond The picture that represents our group... May his life continue to help save so many others.... [i For those of you who remember Strider... Dallas and Strider Dallas and Lizzie --> Who has yet to eat since he didn't come back home Dallas and Strider sending me to my senior prom

Thank You all from the bottom of my heart.... Dallas keeps walking around the house crying, begging to go outside because we think he thinks shes out there or that we left her outside.... How can we help him?

BeBe was one of those special dogs.... She was one of the ones you only manage to find once in a lifetime if you're lucky, and she almost wasn't ours. BeBe had been on hold down at the kennel for a few months when we absolutely fell in love, it was hard to stop yourself from falling in love with this dog. It was Christmas time 2008 and we told our adoption rep what we wanted for Christmas, and then we found out she was on someone else's Christmas list. However, she had already been on hold for them and they hadn't taken her home yet, they got one option, take her or she's going to one of the best homes ever just in time for Christmas.... Needless to say BeBe was under our Christmas tree on Dec. 20, 2008, just in time for her first Christmas with a family. We quickly learned BeBe was a creature like we'd never seen before... She was a fierce smiler and better yet she'd jump up on your shoulders and give you the biggest bear hug you'd ever received. Special... it's the only word that even begins to describe the most amazing dog that ever walked into our lives, she would collect all the toys in the house (no small feat) and put them on her blanket, and lay down in the middle of them and seemingly say "Hey mom look at me! I got them all!!!", her face lit up like her first Christmas tree. She was attached at hip, she followed us everywhere, had to know what we were doing at all times, once she was satisfied, she'd lay down, if she wasn't satisfied you got a bear hug... The love of her life however was Dallas. Dallas was 10 years old when she came home, she was 3, but age aint nothing but a number they say. She followed him EVERYWHERE, whatever he did, she did, she'd follow him to get a drink of water and she'd follow him sniffing around the house... She'd lay with him (anyone who knows Dallas knows he's gotten a bit grumpy in his old age!) We often wondered if BeBe would be ok when Dallas passed away, what we thought was a growing reality in the coming years, he's going to be 12 this year, and we knew he wouldn't live forever, even if he is Dally Wally King of the Pally (yea don't ask). Our lives were rocked last month, Osteosarcoma reared it's ugly head, but it wasn't our king, our even princess Lizzie the house elders; it was the baby, it wasn't fair, she wasn't even 5 yet... We came to realize that all the knights in King Dallas' army couldn't fight this enemy.... The enemy won yesterday.... She followed him everywhere even until her last day on earth, she was by his side, went with him just to sniff in the yard, and came in to enjoy their last ice cream treat together (Lizzie thinks it's vile, health nut!), until it was time. All of her knights in shinning armor were there, my mom, dad, me and our adoption rep. The vet and tech (two good friends I worked for in highschool) came to her castle, to free her of this enemy. She was loved by all of us, everyone of us was crying, looking at the other and crying some more as we freed her from her pain, she was so brave. By her side you ask? Her King... What we thought was a one sided obsession was a mutual love. He didn't leave, he stood, so she could see him because she was on the bed, he didn't lay down, he stayed, seemingly snout to snout, he loved her... So now we ask the question, how will he live without his princess? One day at a time, just like the rest of us.... This story doesn't have a happily ever after.... But we had the most amazing, special princess that ever walked this earth for a year and 5 months, We lost her at 5 years and 16 days old.... Now she will wait for her King and the rest of her royal court, somewhere over the rainbow..... We love you BeBe, more than you could ever know.....

Lucy, I'm so very sorry for you loss... You know I'm here for you if you need anything

I am so sorry

Lucy I am so very sorry

Wow I'll be checking this out for Lizzie.... Poor thing has them in two paws!