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  1. Might give them a substantial dose of kaopectate.  At least a half ounce or more/I squirt it down the back of their tongue with one of those giant syringes.  I worked at UGA Vet School for 2 years and they used it like water. It certainly shouldn't hurt them or interfere with any treatments the vet gives.  It does coat their insides and often helps and soothes them- at least until you can get to the vet.  

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    Slim I went down memory lane this year wondering what my theme would be this time. I looked at your pictures and pictures and pictures. I read about your exploits. And then it became obvious that a good topic would be your incredible power, versatility and most of all love.

    You were and could do everything.  I have pictures to prove it! You were a teacher-taught me things I couldn’t even imagine -many of them from the other side.  You are and always have been your family’s protector.  How you would go to the elevated portion of the yard and lay there watching and guarding your family.  How you were always looking out the windows. How on at least 2 different occasions you drove off evil ones trying to break in while I was at work.  Oh yes, I have pictures of the blood and destruction from that one. But the other hound Goldie was safe(hiding in a bedroom) and you allowed no property to be taken.  I can never forget the day you alerted and jumped to intercept and engage with a huge St. Bernard that weighed twice what you did when it locked on me, growled, and raced to attack me. You never hesitated. You are my St. Guinefort.

    Pics of US- our love -the special bond we shared -that words are inadequate to describe. We were NEVER apart-not one single night. I take comfort in that since you had to leave so early.  I am now always aware of how priceless together time is.

    Intelligence-oh yes! You are a smart cookie.

    You “sitting” on the sofa like a human does.

    You when you arrived- you were 47 lbs and should have been around 75. You were so weak you stood around with your head down. You were laying on the living room floor when a strange young male (to you) come zooming into the room and you jumped up and charged toward him.  THAT’S how protective you were of YOUR family.  Even in that condition your first thought was your- family of 1 days- protection. You didn't even know us yet but you knew we offered you love -and food!-something you had not had the entire 10 months of your life previously. In fact you had been taken to a vet for euthanasia but the vet called USA DefendersOfGreyhounds instead. Turns out that that young male was family you just hadn’t met yet and you became good friends with each other.  I was only supposed to be transporting you. But I knew immediately that you were going to stay-forever.

    Playing ball.

    Pictures of the many greyhound festivities we participated in.

    Pictures of you doing detection work even. Some things like that could only be explained by your life before we met. You kept most of that from me but I did find out that your name then was ‘Ruthless’. You were all about protecting people. You just wanted everybody to be safe.  And when a bad person (dogs’ know!) crossed your path you tried to take them out unapologetically. Hence you had a ‘reputation’. 

    And then there were people on bicycles.  You just plain didn’t like them 😊 and considered them fitting prey.  

    Sparring with me.  How I loved how we could spar/fight – I was training for my black belt at the time and you helped me! We will always be “2 peas in a pod.”

    You know me better than I know myself.

    This years remembrance doesn’t seem to be as “organized” as the previous years but it actually is.  The power, the emotions could not be deeper. And most importantly Slim THANK YOU FOR ALWAYS REMEMBERING ME!!!!!”  You send me all kinds of signs when I need them and still take the best care of me. I know you will always be there for me as I will be for you. ALWAYS my love!!!!

  3. My heart is breaking for you. As some of the others have discerned Rocket is with her... he was probably waiting for her to arrive.  He will take care of her and it is good they will have the pleasure of each others company.  And I know beyond any shadow of a doubt they are both enjoying french fries and muffins- complete with the wrapper!  :f_pink:f_red:f_pink:gh_lay:grouphug

    :beatheart

    "For love is as strong as death....
    Many waters cannot quench love, nor can the floods drown it.
    If a man would give for love all the wealth of his house, it would be utterly despised."

    -Song of Solomon 8:6-7
     

  4. That is a most beautiful tribute. It was powerful-at least to me. It made me be able to enjoy him as if I was there with him in the stories.  I gained a big appreciation for just how special a boy he is.  I hope you don't mind me using the present tense but I believe that only his body died.  Logan, the guy we love, who is spirit, well his spirit is alive and well.  Love never dies. Love is the most powerful force on earth and like all energy it can't be destroyed-not even by death. And his beautiful spirit is after all who we loved- the guy who claimed his sofa at the last minute and who love love loved to race across the golf course and so many other unique personality traits.  I hope he sends you some signs because he absolutely will be with you forever.  :beatheart :grouphug Hugs :gh_lay

  5. On 7/10/2023 at 12:28 PM, Time4ANap said:

    Mark and LaVida are carrying on Rocket's tradition here. They always check to see if I have a McD's bag for them when I walk in the door. 

    We will be celebrating on Wednesday. 

     

    The man himself - he loved his fries! 

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    Petunia Celebrating! 

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    Katie Celebrating! 

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    Snickers Celebrating! 

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    Starz Celebrating!

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    Sadie Rose Celebrating! 

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    WOW WHAT WONDERFUL PICTURES!!!!! And the man himself! -look at his eyes on the fries -thats intensity!!!!!!!!!  Do you mind if I save it to my photos?  It may be a little thing but I so enjoy remembering Rocket on what has to be one of his favorite days and hope others enjoy it to.  There is nothing like the love of those big greyhounds hearts. It is eternal. :beatheart

    On 7/10/2023 at 8:39 PM, GreyPoopon said:

    So ... you start on Wednesday as per the original post, continue on Thursday, which is the "correct" day, and then carry on until FryDay Friday. :chow 

    EXACTLY RIGHT!!!!!! There can never be too many fries and some are bound to be left over for the post celebration!

  6. My heart is breaking for you.  You did the right thing because you acted 100% out of love. No one could have done anything more. I have been in similar situations and though sad it is a fact that when its their time its their time and nothing will change it. :f_red:grouphug

    When tomorrow starts without me

    And I’m not here to see

    If the sun should rise and find your eyes

    All filled with tears for me

    I wish you wouldn’t cry

    The Way you did today

    While thinking of the many things

    We did not get to say

    I know how much you love me

    As much as I love you

    Each time that you think of me

    I know you will miss me too

    When tomorrow starts with out me

    Please try to understand

    That an angel came and called my name

    And took me by the hand

    The angel said my place was ready

    In heaven far above

    And That I would have to leave behind

    All those I Dearly Love

    But When I walked through Heaven’s Gates

    I felt so much at home

    When GOD looked down and smiled at me

    From his golden throne

    He said This Is Eternity

    And All I promised you

    Today for life on earth is done

    But Here it starts a new

    I promise no tomorrow

    For today will always last

    And Since each day’s the exact same way

    There is no longing for the past

    So When Tomorrow starts without me

    Do not think we’re apart

    For every time you think of me

    Remember I’m right here in your heart.

     

     

    The Way

    In the darkness I turned to go; my last day's

    done; I'll miss you so. No time even to say

    goodbye or to lock the tears spilling from

    your eyes.

    That's when I heard you call my name;

    I knew right then I must turn back to help ease your pain.

    Since I've no voice with which to speak,

    its whispers in your dreams I'll make.

    Ease your heart and rest your mind, my

    time with you was the best of kind. I couldn't

    have asked for a better friend, we've shared

    our journey to the very end.

    There's one final thing you need to know, I'll

    whisper in your ear before I go....."I'm leaving

    first to find the way...so I can lead you back here with me on your last day."  -(SLong)

  7. :ghplaybowIts that time again! :chow Time to honor Rocket's love of french fries on National French Fry Day this Wednesday July 13. French Fry Day is a BIG deal! :confetti  There is lots of media attention and I have attached a link for some of the many places offering french fry specials.  I loved Rocket and loved hearing about his exploits and this is just a way I enjoy remembering him.  His mom says he loved them french fries!  He is and will always be a special GT'r. I know there are some others that have enjoyed this opportunity to honor Rocket and I didn't want you to miss out so its time to start telling your hounds about the good fortune they will have on Wednesday! Here's the link for quite a few major 'french fry specials.' Rocket- this is for you! We love you and always will. :beatheart  Never forgotten.

    https://www.wral.com/story/list-of-national-french-fry-day-2023-deals-on-thursday-july-13/20947108/

     

  8. OLDER GT'RS WILL REMEMBER GEORGE OF NOO ENGLAND WELL. THIS WAS SOMETHING HE SHARED AND IT IS ONE OF THE BEST THOUGHTS I HAVE EVER SEEN  ON CROSSING OVER. LOVE YOU GEORGE (AND CHICKEN ARMS!) NEVER FORGOTTEN.

    Today, won of ma bestest pals evah, Joe T. Reporter, is makin’ his way on to whatever comes negst.

     

    His body is old and tired, and his hoomans love him enuff to let him go in peace.  Joey is 13.  Dis is a gut punch for those who lubs him, butt KNOT a shock.  KNOT really.  Dis is a hard part of lubbing us houndies and other dogs.  We juss don’t libs dat long.  We will break yur heart won day.  Yu habs to be strong.

    I read once, about a houndie who was 14 years old.  Dat is VERY old for a beeg dog.  Dis dog was so feeble, it was carried outside.  Held up to go tinkle and poo, and den gently laid down in a sunny spot.  When it had been outside for a while, it was carried inside.  It was being force fed.  And the hooman caretaker called the dog “a fighter.”  Dis dog was not a fighter!  Dis was a hooman in serious denial.  A hooman putting her own desire to keep her dog on dis earthly plain before the dog’s right to go beyond the weakness.  Beyond the pain.

    It made me feel sick in ma stummik.  Dis is KNOT lubs.  Dis is selfish.  If we cud choose, we wood say goodbye to yu when we felt like da tiredness of age, the aches and pains, were more than we cud bear.  If yu look into owr eyes, really LOOK, you will see what yu need to see.  If all yu see is yur own reflection, yu are thinking of yurownself.  See our pain.  See our willingness to let go.  We will miss yu, we will.  Butt we would not choose to fight to stay for “a little longer” when my life is no longer one of value TO us.

    The end should KNOT be about yu.  Love us enough to make it about us.  Do not profess yur lubs and torchur us in the end.

    My Chikken Arms had to see her own belubbed fadder a feeble shadow of hisownself.  Unable to walk, talk, feed himself, or use the baffroom.  He lay there, in a bed, with pillows holding him up.  Twisted into a horrible S shape.  An air mask on, and rattles coming out of his chest.   It was the worst thing she’s ever seen.  And the hooman laws said there was NOTHING she cud do to make it stop. Nothing.

     

    That does not have to be my end.  And she has promised me it won’t be.

    When her Kramer was diagnosed wiff a malignant toomer, he was already 12.  She elected not to have him chopped up and irradiated.  She juss let him enjoy himself.  And won day, he looked her in the eye, and he laid down in the kitchen and wood KNOT eat.  It was as cleer a message as any dog cud ever send.  She called his vetimarian, and they said she cud bring him rite down.

    As she sat in the clinic room wiff him, he perked up.  He started to prance even, and her heart broke.  She wondered why she was even there.  And da vetimarian said, “This happens all the time.  Yu know in yur heart yu came here for a reason.”  Kramer went in peace, and Chikken Arms and da vet boff sat on da floor wiff him and cried.  And de vet said, “I’ve never had a client call me the day after they let their dog go and say, ‘Why did I do it?’ but I have had many call me and ask, ‘Why did I wait so long’.”

    Trust me hoomans, if yur dog cud tawk, he wood agree.  Better won day too early den a day too late.

    Love me.  Cherish me.  Remember me.  Let me go when it’s time.

     

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