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Related: Editorials & Other Articles, Issue Forums, Alliance Forums, Region ForumsQuite possibly the most honest, loving, well written memoriam for a dog I have ever read
Rebel was a good dog.
Oh, who am I kidding? Rebel was a shit-head. He was a terrible dog. He wasnt like Lassie, or that border collie that knows the names of over 200 toys. He didnt do any fancy tricks we could show to friends. But he was our dog, so we loved him, and welcomed him into our little family.
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About a week after wed gotten the guy, my mother fell off a ladder and broke her pelvis. About a week later, my father died. A kind graduate student took care of Rebel while we were away for a week to grieve and be with family. When we came home, he seemed to really bond with us, and it was after that that he decided he was our dog, and that we were his humans.
We got Rebel a house, thinking he might like to stay out back during the daytime while we were at work. Because he could jump the fence around our yard, we drove a stake in and chained him up. When we got home, we found that hed excavated a foot-deep moat at the limit of the chain, between his little dog house and our big comfy house. After that, we decided he should stay inside while we were at work. The moat filled up every time it rained, and for a while we contemplated getting a small footbridge to augment the unintentional water-feature hed added to the property. We never did, and when we were ready to move three and a half years later, we spent several hours trying to level it out, since prospective buyers wouldnt have the same appreciation for a mid-lawn moat that we had.
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We came home, more than once, to horrific messes caused by his eating frenzies. The 5 lb bag of flour was bad, since most of it ended up spread on the floor, rather than in his belly. The loaf of pumpkin bread, complete with aluminum foil, wasnt much of a mess at the time, but after much processing in his digestive tract it generated several surprise gifts on the floor.
Of all Rebels illicit eating of forbidden things in the house, the 2 lb bag of chocolate chips was worst. Fortunately for him, he puked it all up. Unfortunately for me, he did so in about 20 different places in the house. The chips that had melted in his tummy, hardened into fudge-like globs covered with copious mucus after being barfed back upon the carpet, on the hardwood, in the sheets, and, my favorite, in between the mattress and the footboard of the antique cherry bed.
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Rebel was at best an average dog. He didnt have any noteworthy skills, and more often than not, he did bad things for love of food that made our lives a little harder.
But he was MY dog. MY dog in way that I never thought Id experience. When I came home from work, he would bark with so much excitement! I translated his caterwauling thus: Oh! MY! GOD! Youre here! Yea! Youre here! Youre really, and truly here! Oh, I missed you so much! I am SO glad to see you!
And sometimes, when he was older, hed wake up from a nap, and tell me the same thing, because I think he forgot that I was there when he went to sleep.
Whenever I left a room, he would follow. If I ran upstairs to get something, hed come with. Even when he was old and it was harder. He never waited to see if I was coming back down before following. He was at my heels. He waited for me to get up in the morning before coming downstairs. (Sometimes when I was away for the night, he would stay upstairs, patiently waiting for me to get out of bed.) If I took a bath, or went to the bathroom, hed wait outside. If I took too long, hed poke his head in to see what was going on. If he went for a walk with another member of the family, or was let in from outside by somebody other than me, his first order of business was always finding out where I was. He was my buddy, and I think I was his.
But dogs cant live forever. I wish they could. But they cant.
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http://www.ngshefferly.com/2017/11/in-memoriam.html
BigmanPigman
(51,593 posts)Mine is 14 1/2 and it is a matter of time. I dread it.
TrogL
(32,822 posts)A dachshund. A holy terror. Loved even to the end when all he would do was bark at me to do things for him like lift him on/off the bed or get other dogs out of his way.
BigmanPigman
(51,593 posts)and the night before she died at home she kissed me under the mistletoe. I kept that mistletoe up until last year and I was very sick and my family came and cleaned up my home and threw the mistletoe away not knowing how important it was to me. I cried and cried. I have never experienced such sadness and loss in my life. My mom told me I shouldn't have dogs but I love them and I can't live without one. I have had them my whole life. When I die I am putting my money where my heart is and 75% of my assets are going to the San Diego Humane Society and the Morris Animal Refuge in Phila. I don't have kids, I have dogs and they are a lot better as far as I am concerned. And I was an elementary school teacher for over 15 years. I am going to die soon and that is fine with me, as long as it is right after my little one goes. I do not want to live without her. When the doctors told me the "bad" news they didn't understand that it was not that bad to me personally.
My goal is to live long enough to be able to take care of my little girl and to see the fucking moron, his family and the GOP go down in flames. Then I will die in absolute peace.
I have 100% empathy for you. I have been reading a lot of posts on DU about family dogs dying lately. Have you noticed that too? I already know how precious the little time left is.
Scarsdale
(9,426 posts)I fully understand both, about your pet and about the orange shitgibbon we all loathe. Animals are truly a treasure. I have had several dogs and cats, each one unique in their own way. I am too old to adopt another one, so I have the cat I inherited from my son after he passed away. Beautiful little girl, all black and shiny.
cpamomfromtexas
(1,245 posts)Ilsa
(61,695 posts)it isn't any time soon. Your gift to those organizations will be aporeciated by us all.
- Ilsa, campanion to two rescue mixed-breed labs.
niyad
(113,315 posts)love him.
I am so very sorry for your loss.
cpamomfromtexas
(1,245 posts)Very hard
Rest in peace, Rebel. Or romp around causing more trouble in dog heaven.
ehrnst
(32,640 posts)Angry Dragon
(36,693 posts)A HERETIC I AM
(24,368 posts)I remember seeing that the night it was broadcast
Honeycombe8
(37,648 posts)My sister had a dog named Beau at the time, too.
StarryNite
(9,445 posts)If you scroll down the comments on the YT page for this video you will see Paul Miller's comment. He was the delivery guy who Beau bit. It's a really nice comment, check it out.
samnsara
(17,622 posts)..10 yr old Golden, Charlie, died. I keep it by my bedside.
Skittles
(153,160 posts)"You were a GOOD girl."
malaise
(269,004 posts)and yes I buried a beloved dog years ago.
Scarsdale
(9,426 posts)warts and all, We have to return the favor. They sure do make loving them easy, don't they? Rebel looks like a sweetheart.
malaise
(269,004 posts)and she loved me unconditionally.
TNNurse
(6,926 posts)Mine was DogGirl. She was a damaged stray who showed up and took us in.
9 years later she was my constant companion during chemo. I spent my time in the bedroom or the living room and she had a bed each place. She followed wherever I went.
At the lowest point when I truly thought another dose might kill me, I vowed "I would not do this to a dog" a dog would never understand the horrible side effects. I understood but it was still the hardest thing I have done
A year after my treatment she was diagnosed with cancer. The vet did not offer chemo, it was too much. We took her home for a few days and she took her steroids in vanilla ice cream and did not eat anything else.
I did not do that to a dog. It has been 4 years and I still cry while typing this. She was probably our last dog, we are not sure we can handle that loss ever again.
mcar
(42,333 posts)Duppers
(28,120 posts)You've been thru a lot.
It took us 7+ yrs to adopt another kid (to us, dogs are our kids - our son just has to share that status ).
It's delicate balance between the deepest grief (and wanting to avoid it again) and a huge gaping hole in our lives. Four yrs ago, when a human tragedy struck and I couldn't recover from depression and daily bouts of sobbing which continued for 6+ months, I knew ONLY one thing would help: another DOG. And it did! Immediately, it did. I truly owe my sanity to the dogs in my life.
Hubs and I are in our 70s, so this one should be our last. But guess what! We're getting her a buddy right after Christmas! We'll face the deepest grief of their deaths when it comes but our daily lives are enriched beyond measure by our kids. I cannot live without one.
One thing I know is that you'd be the great mom to some homeless furbaby out there. Some day I hope you'll be ready.
mcar
(42,333 posts)japple
(9,825 posts)It is a choice we make to have the love and companionship of these sweet, loving, beautiful creatures in our lives. I have had many cats in my life and could not imagine living without them. I am at the age where I could never take on a juvenile animal, but I will foster or adopt older animals, esp. those whose owners have died. But I will make arrangements for those in my care and I will always find a way to have those loving souls in my life.
pnwmom
(108,978 posts)They love us so, even though we don't deserve it.
Kingofalldems
(38,458 posts)RIP my friend.
Honeycombe8
(37,648 posts)irisblue
(32,975 posts)I should not have read this...
Honeycombe8
(37,648 posts)I wish they could live forever, too. Dogs have been a delight in my life.
I can understand why Trump doesn't like them. They don't care how much money you have, whether you're powerful or not, how good looking (or not) you are, what kind of car you drive, how you're dressed, or your hair (although my dogs did give me doubletakes a couple of times when I had something weird in my hair or a facial mask on). They judge you. Just you. Paws up, or down.
Kingofalldems
(38,458 posts)Buff colored. Beautiful dog.
Honeycombe8
(37,648 posts)benld74
(9,904 posts)kstewart33
(6,551 posts)They both had heart problems. No real symptoms; they were like the guy who ran races for years in great shape and then had a heart attack. We put each to sleep a day later.
Wilson was like Rebel. He'd follow me wherever I went. Dory was an anxious dog, but she was so smart.
I miss them so much. It is amazing how much love two critters can create.
StarryNite
(9,445 posts)paleotn
(17,917 posts)We've lost four dogs over the last 25 years or so and it is always heartbreaking and I still miss each one. They're our babies and always will be. We still reminisce about each one's funny habits and assorted mischief and it still warms my heart just to think of them once in awhile. The whole turkey breast caper, loaves of bread gone, Christmas fudge devoured, counter cruising in general, barf mine fields at night, fence climbing, dog bed eating, assorted hole digging, furniture chewing, fights between pack mates and trips to the vet for repairs, the fishing lure incident...oh THAT was a doozy! Who knew that rubbery fishing lure stuff tasted good? Xrays came back clean thank goodness. Each one has a special place in our hearts and we feel happy to have loved and cared for them as much as they love us. I guess it's just a part of life and tears at your heart, but If I had it to do again, I wouldn't hesitate for one second sharing our lives with each one.
superpatriotman
(6,249 posts)With the biggest prick of a dog I loved more than any human ever
Hoyt
(54,770 posts)Frustratedlady
(16,254 posts)He looks enough like Rebel to be his brother. A wonderful, sweet dog and a blessing to have around once in a while.
My condolences to you and your family for your loss. They take a part of your heart with them, but for the short time we have them, they brighten our lives. You've been blessed with your buddy and so was he.
TomSlick
(11,098 posts)Peebles, Fritz, Heidi, Beau, Dee, Roach (it's a long story) are all in the family pet cemetery. None of them did any tricks or had an discernible talents. Nevertheless, they were all exceptional dogs and they were family. I buried each one of them wiping sweat and tears.
Every time a beloved pet dies, my wife and I ask the same question - Is it worth the heartache when a pet dies? Each time the answer is yes! Life without the love of a pet is just unimaginable.
smirkymonkey
(63,221 posts)pansypoo53219
(20,977 posts)Beringia
(4,316 posts)MustLoveBeagles
(11,611 posts)This sounds so much like my precious Schatzie. We lost her to cancer last August one day before her 11th birthday. My poor husband sobbed like a baby for most of the day. We still miss her.
Gidney N Cloyd
(19,835 posts)niyad
(113,315 posts)niyad
(113,315 posts)HelenWheels
(2,284 posts)I currently have two Springer Spaniels who are also so food driven. I previously shared my life with two Standard Poodles who often turned their noses up at food. Each breed has its own peculiarities and loveable traits. I haven't met a dog I didn't love.
Moral Compass
(1,521 posts)orangecrush
(19,556 posts)PatrickforO
(14,574 posts)You did your best to be a 'good dog!' When you weren't, your love made up for it.
Vinca
(50,273 posts)samnsara
(17,622 posts)....I love all my animals no matter how naughty they are...because after all I am a mere human...and they are gods!
Gothmog
(145,260 posts)It was a great tribute to this member of their family