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I Had To Let My Sweet Tigerdog Go Last Friday


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I had to let my Chancy go last Friday, at age 12 years, 8 months. Never a sweeter, gentler soul has graced this Earth, and I was privileged to call her family for a far-too-short 25 months.


I wrote this article for GPA-MN's newsletter in April 2007 (It's rather long, so skip down to the pics if you've a short attention span. ;) ):



Each Day is a Gift.

A Tribute to My Beautiful Stripey Senior Hound, Chancy


We'd owned our first greyhound, Tipper, for two years. We'd had Sissy

for one year. I had quickly become enamored of the breed, and was

actively involved in volunteering for GPA-MN. One day I saw that another volunteer had posted to the GPA-MN listserve, looking for a "permanent

foster home" for a senior brindle girlie named Chancy who had been

recently surrendered to the group. Chancy was thought to be 12 years

old, and had a small grocery list of health problems, mostly due to

woeful neglect by her previous owners. She was deemed "unadoptable"

because very few new adopters would consider a sickly 12-year-old



We had never planned to have three dogs. I had never really been

tempted because our house is just a small two-bedroom bungalow in the

city. But a sentence I had read one of my first GPA

newsletters kept ringing in my head: "Adding a senior hound to your

home is as challenging as adding a throw rug."


My heartstrings were effectively tugged. I called my husband, who was

out playing golf. He sounded mildly annoyed at my interruption, and

not thrilled about my idea of adding to our pack. We agreed to discuss

it after he returned home. Ninety minutes later, my phone rang. It was my husband,

still on the golf course. His first words: "What's her name?" I knew

he was sold, the big softie.


We arranged for Tipper and Sissy to meet Chancy at her temporary

foster home. This was the final deciding factor. I wasn't worried, as

Tip and Sissy always adored other greyhounds. Chancy was no exception.


She was extremely shy with adults and fearful of children. She had

infected weeping open sores all over her feet between her toes and in

her nailbeds. She had the worst teeth I have ever seen, literally

black, mushy, infected and rotten. She had a large rash of blackheads

on her belly and unusually thick fur, indicating she'd likely spent

large amounts of time outdoors. And she had a raging case of

tapeworms. The saddest part is that upon reading her ear tattoos, we

discovered she was only ten years old! She just seemed much older

because of her ailments.


Chancy was in dire need of a nice quiet loving home where she could

relax and be thoroughly spoiled for the rest of her days. Our home fit

the bill perfectly.


I brought Chancy home a few days later. She fit in effortlessly, like

a missing puzzle piece. Tipper was overjoyed, and Sissy showed Chancy

the ropes of our home life. Chancy's shyness with us melted away within

a few weeks. She went from running to hide when my husband returned

home from work, to being the first to greet him, pushing Tip and Sissy aside, tail wagging, grinning her goofy gummy grin, and pogo-bouncing for attention.


I decided that this "Permanent Foster" idea, nice as it was, would

simply not do. Chancy deserved to be properly adopted. I sent in my

adoption fee as a donation, and volunteered to cover her medical expenses

from there forward.


It did take several months to get Chancy's medical issues under

control. Now that Chancy is well cared for, she is often mistaken for

being much younger than she is. I wouldn't deceive anyone as to the

added expense. But the privilege of watching Chancy blossom into a

joyful loving dog in our home is worth it. Senior hounds truly do seem

so very grateful for even the most minor of luxuries: a soft clean

bed, fresh food and water, slow walks in the parks on sunny days, and

the occasional gratuitous car-ride. Every penny invested is returned a

thousandfold in love and devotion.


Chancy has been in our lives for over 20 months now, and she is twelve

years old (for real, this time). I don't know how many days, months,

or years we have with our brave, gentle tigerdog, but each one is a

gift I will cherish forever.


We unexpectedly lost Sissy to cancer last August at age ten. We did

not plan to adopt a third hound again. At least not right away. In

December we heard about another senior girlie who sadly lost her home.

Her name is Marla...



And now the photo-montage in two parts...


This is one of the first photos I ever took of my beautiful tigergirl, simply doing what she loved best: lounging in the grass.



Tipper and Chancy, a once in a lifetime shot:



Sid already misses the one dog who allowed him to cuddle...



Hubby cuddling Chancy after a hike & a picnic:



The next five are from the beach on Madeline Island last Labor Day weekend. Chancy loved that beach like no other place on Earth.











Chancy on her 12th birthday. I told her every day past twelve is a birthday.



More in next post...

~Aimee, with Flower, Alan, Queenie, & Spodee Odee! And forever in my heart: Tipper, Sissy, Chancy, Marla, Dazzle, Alimony, and Boo. This list is too damned long.

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Part 2 of 2...


One of my favorite photos of all. Sissy, Tipper and Chancy. A perfect trio.



Our January '06 trip to the north shore of Lake Superior.



A late-season blizzard, perfect for a snow-day:



And a short video of Chancy romping in the fluffy new snow... until Marla the fun-police steps in... Click here to watch Chancy-in-the-snow-24


Another beyond-adorable Sid & Chancy shot... Melted my heart every time they cuddled.



That doe-eyed face...





Chancy loved her ice cream.



My gentle tigergirl was the only one who could be trusted not to eat my friend's unruly puppy...



This was taken on Chancy's "Miracle morning." 24 hours after we were certain we'd lose her, 24 hours before we were forced to let her go.



I'll love you forever, my sweet sweet doe-eyed girl. I hope you know that. I'm sorry we didn't have more time.

~Aimee, with Flower, Alan, Queenie, & Spodee Odee! And forever in my heart: Tipper, Sissy, Chancy, Marla, Dazzle, Alimony, and Boo. This list is too damned long.

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Thanks for sharing your words, your photos and your heart.

I am so sorry for the loss of your beautiful Chancy.

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Guest hannahmom

Those beautiful pictures made me smile while I grieve for the loss of your sweet striped girlie.

Thank you for sharing them


Goodbye small one

You will be missed

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Guest bowiebears

What a blessing to all who knew her

And your love and care for her was/is truly remarkable.


My thoughts, prayers & sympathies are with you in your time of loss.


One day we will all be reunited nad play together at The Bridge.



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Guest JenFallon

I'm so sorry, she was a beautiful girl. Her sad story has such a happy ending, you were both lucky to have found eachother. Thanks for sharing her story and pictures. :grouphug

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Aimme you fought very hard and gave her a fighting chance. I'm so sorry you had to lose her so soon. :grouphug:f_pink


Godspeed Chancy Girl! You were so loved. :gh_run

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Janet & the hounds Maggie and Allen Missing my baby girl Peanut, old soul Jake, quirky Jet, Mama Grandy and my old Diva Miz Foxy; my angel, my inspiration. You all brought so much into my light, and taught me so much about the power of love, you are with me always.
If you get the chance to sit it out or dance.......... I hope you dance! Missing our littlest girl.

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I'm crying all over again. She lived a whole 'nother life in the time she was with y'all, wiping out all memories of her terrible past life. So when she left for the bridge, she left knowing she is a beloved, special dog.

Missing my sweet girl Scout. My snuggler, my chow-hound, my kissy girl.
It never thunders at the Bridge, and your food bowl is ALWAYS filled.

So strange not living in Atty World. I was a love struck handmaiden to your every whim.

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I'm so sorry. Sweetest girl. You are so missed.



Jack, in my heart forever March 1999-Nov 21, 2008 My Dancing Queen Jilly with me always and forever Aug 12, 2003-Oct 15, 2010

Joshy I will love you always Aug 1, 2004-Feb 22,2013 Jonah my sweetheart May 2000 - Jan 2015

" You will never need to be alone again. I promise this. As your dog, I will sing this promise to you, and whisper it to you at night, every night, with my breath." Stanley Coren

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