VinnieAndRexsMom

I am so sorry you lost your boy. Godspeed Tank....

I am so sorry this is happening again.

I'm so very sorry. Godspeed Red...

I am so sorry your Red is not feeling well. Sending hugs,

Checking in on SSM. Sending hugs to you, Tami. I give a regular bufferin every 12 hours if I'm caught with no pain meds from the vet.

Thank you all.

Where to start... I still miss him so much as does everyone here at the house. Today is the first day I feel able to write a proper eulogy and it is still difficult. I decided I would write today and as I read it, I don't feel I am doing him justice. Red's spirit was so bright and his heart so big, and somehow the words do not convey this today. Everyone who ever met Red loved him and wanted to be near him... even SamTheCat. Red's energy was pure and his heart, feet, and ears were huge. He was a ham, he was a love, he was Dad's best bud and TV watching, bed napping pal. All the other greys have been mine, but Red was more Dad's than any of the others. Red came to us when he was five, almost six years old. He missed his "kids" and was afraid of the dark. We bought sensor candlesticks and nightlights, and Red slept on a bed in the hall with the hall light on for five years. I am just getting use to sleeping with the hall light off. Our kids were young adults, but he had brothers here, his own cat, and a puppy nephew who was red just like his uncle. When storms would come, all the boys would pile in the hall with Red and he never minded. Red taught Chase how to come to us and ask for loves, drink out of the toilet, and sleep together touching, without grumbling. He taught both Chase and Jake to dig holes and use them to run bases, but no one was as good at running them as Red. (picture a horse barrel racing) Red taught us how to love with our hearts wide open and to find joy every minute of every day. Red never had a sad day in his life with us. Red loved his cookies and made sure he secured as many as he could each day, not only for himself but his brothers, too. He loved to chew bullys, greenies, and rawhides. His big, bat ears were at full radar when I said the word "Chew." When I would holler that supper was "ready" he would come flying to the kitchen no matter whose supper it was. As big as he was, he spun like a top in our small living room. On his way past us as he spun, he would smack us with a paw. For years I had perfect paw print bruises on my legs, and I would just laugh. The day we met Red in Cincinnati, he was on leash with his petite foster mom on the other end, and he was taking a marathon pee that we later realized was his trademark. He had seen Chase and I, but he had not seen his dad. When Dad spoke, Red stopped peeing, dragged his foster mom across the driveway, and jumped up on him. Red's front foot was soaked with pee, it slid in between the buttons of his shirt, and left a wet paw print right on Daddy's chest and eventually his heart. I still remember Red's foster mom saying, "Aww, Red really needed a Daddy." Red left on my daughter's birthday and she was able to be with him the whole day while I was at school. He had been diagnosed with lymphoma the day before, and the vets thought he would have a couple of months if he responded to the prednisone. Red's body had other ideas and we saw his pain was increasing. I promise all my dogs no pain, and I told him he was in trouble and Mommy was going to have to help him. I sent him to the bridge around 4:40 that day. He was beautiful, peaceful, and his coat was silky soft, the softest I had ever known. That night Tess and I saw his shadow in the hall by the gate, and he visited his dad in a dream. Terry said he pounced up on the bed and stood over him, smiling face to face. I knew then my Red Bud was just fine. He was happy and his pure light and beautiful spirit was living on... Happy 11th Birthday, my beautiful red fawn boy with beautiful spirit and huge heart. Momma loves and misses you. I hope you have found Vinnie, Rex, and Sammy, and I hope you spend your special day running bases, eating cookies, and chewing. Meeting Red. Dad's face says it all digging his base Red and Chase touching Red and Jake playing. "Mom, we weren't doing anything, honest." Red and Moose sleeping My happy boy Mommy misses you Reddy Bud...

You can give (1) 81 mg coated low dose aspirin every 12 hours if you want. It is hard to stay what it causing this. I would also keep him as COOL as possible, as well as quiet, letting him out only to potty. I would also avoid the stairs, too. Sending lots of love and prayers as well! i would do this as well. Keep him quiet and cool. Sending hugs for you both,

So, so happy for you and Eyore. I have tears in my eyes

Yes, I believe they are being sent to you.

He is gorgeous. I hope all is well. Sending hugs,

Hope all is well. Hugs,

I am so sorry Sirocco had to go. Godspeed beautiful boy...

I am so very sorry for your loss. Godspeed Baloo...

Rather... you know who the shadow is I'm glad she's fine. Now you need to work on being fine along with her Hugs,

I am so sorry Martin is gone. I was immediately drawn to your stripey boy with his inqusitive expression. Beautiful boy Godspeed Martin...

I'm so sorry for your loss. Godspeed Mick.

I am so sorry! Hemangio takes them so fast. Hugs to Dylan. Godspeed Katie.

I'm so sorry for your loss. Godspeed John.

I'm so sorry for your loss. Godspeed Brookie.

So, so sorry, Diane. Godspeed Princess...

I am so sorry Sassy had to leave. She and Red shared the same papa. Now they are both at the bridge together.

We just lost our Red to lymphoma. Sending you all good thoughts and lots of hugs from our Chase-home to yours.

I always thought Ryan was a beautiful boy, both in body and spirit. Godspeed sweet Ryan. I hope you find Red Bud. He's new wt the bridge and can show you what he knows.

Beautiful boy. I love the stripey boys. Godspeed Braden...