tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3740495193314269367.post5148413094284591746..comments2024-03-28T18:40:59.101+00:00Comments on CRIVENS! COMICS & STUFF!: ONE LAST WALK...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3740495193314269367.post-77919823048541673392015-07-18T19:00:08.787+01:002015-07-18T19:00:08.787+01:00A touching tale, Graham, and I'm sure he loved...A touching tale, Graham, and I'm sure he loved all of you in his own doggie way. I really don't understand people who don't understand the joys of having a pet. There's pain as well, of course, as your story illustrates, but the pluses outweigh the minuses by a long chalk. I know your blog is mainly music-orientated, but you should do a post about your dog - I'm sure a lot of people would appreciate it. Kidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07224781868125924337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3740495193314269367.post-59512427850203172272015-07-18T15:55:57.558+01:002015-07-18T15:55:57.558+01:00I know exactly what you're talking about, Kid....I know exactly what you're talking about, Kid. Our dog, a collie, was fifteen when we had to put him to sleep. When he was born, his mother tried to drag him and his litter mates out into a rainstorm and he was the only one who survived. She wouldn't have anything to do with him and he was in constant fear. The owner tried to make it work, but after she drowned the others, he called and asked if I wanted him, so my wife and I took him in.<br /><br />For the first two weeks we had him, he wouldn't get within ten feet of us. After that, he gradually got the nerve, but was never really comfortable until we had our first child. He was extremely protective of her, following her around the backyard everywhere that she went. When we had our second daughter, he really became a new dog and would actually come up to you. <br /><br />Though he wasn't your ordinary dog and actually seemed to prefer to be alone, which could be very frustrating, he was a member of the family. There was always some fear in his make-up, no doubt because of the way his mother treated him as a pup. I have to say that I probably could have done more to help him get out of that shell, but with work and family, then having to take twenty - thirty minutes to get him to come up to you, I wasn't able to do what I wanted.<br /><br />He lived fifteen years, and I'm glad that we came along to get him because he wouldn't have made it that long otherwise, I'm sure. A couple of years before he died, we adopted two abandoned puppies and he really took to them.....in fact, that probably made his last few years better. We would see him playing in the backyard with them.<br /><br />His heart gave out on him and, like you, I tried to keep him as long as I could, but he eventually got to the point where he couldn't get up on his own. I stayed with him while he was put to sleep and it was kind of like he didn't want to go either, but he finally died peacefully, with me holding one of his paws and rubbing his head.<br /><br />I still look out my back window sometimes and expect to see him there. He was the most beautiful dog. As I said, he was extremely frustrating to deal with at times, but I'm glad I had the opportunity to take him in.Grahamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10547751537787941998noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3740495193314269367.post-56401631063340348412015-06-03T21:29:16.872+01:002015-06-03T21:29:16.872+01:00Too true, TC. Too true.Too true, TC. Too true.Kidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07224781868125924337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3740495193314269367.post-64741500233037843382015-06-03T21:05:18.016+01:002015-06-03T21:05:18.016+01:00"Dogs' lives are too short. Their only fa..."Dogs' lives are too short. Their only fault, really." -Agnes Sligh TurnbullTChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13686814973788356726noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3740495193314269367.post-25733205414587949932012-02-02T12:12:41.855+00:002012-02-02T12:12:41.855+00:00Thanks for dropping by and for the kind words, Yve...Thanks for dropping by and for the kind words, Yves. What breed of dog do you prefer?Kidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07224781868125924337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3740495193314269367.post-3860908128934286142012-02-02T11:43:01.424+00:002012-02-02T11:43:01.424+00:00Sorry for your loss, Kid.
Dogs are truly the best ...Sorry for your loss, Kid.<br />Dogs are truly the best humans.<br />It's been four years now but I still mourn like crazy my last dog. It's very weird and totally unhealthy, as well, to live without a dog, like I'm forced to do now.(But not for very long)<br />You'll never have better protectors in this life.Yves Ker Ambrunhttp://www.comicspro.denoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3740495193314269367.post-78736611445392899942012-01-26T15:53:31.413+00:002012-01-26T15:53:31.413+00:00A neighbour's black cat, 'Lucky' (now ...A neighbour's black cat, 'Lucky' (now sadly deceased), used to come in and live with me for weeks on end. It would sleep next to Zara and groom her from time to time. I must put up some photos of the two of them when I find them.<br /><br />Also, when I took Zara for a walk around the neighbourhood, Lucky would follow us all the way 'round and back again. She was a great cat.Kidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07224781868125924337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3740495193314269367.post-2757908496388260392012-01-26T15:28:32.697+00:002012-01-26T15:28:32.697+00:00Kid,
A very touching experience. The ability of a...Kid,<br /><br />A very touching experience. The ability of a dog to give unconditional love is a true gift to so many. I don't have one of my own at the moment, but my brothers dog Sam is a "best friend". He is absolutely thrilled when I go over to visit, knowing that I will take him to the park for a walk. He staress at me and nudges me and I can't say no. I also love cats, who don't show affection in the same way, but have their own way of showing warmth.Nick Caputohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05096100224095280865noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3740495193314269367.post-85464097411983470062012-01-24T20:30:00.628+00:002012-01-24T20:30:00.628+00:00And it was an honour to have you there, 'tonga...And it was an honour to have you there, 'tongalad'.Kidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07224781868125924337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3740495193314269367.post-75196374378278166702012-01-24T20:18:37.518+00:002012-01-24T20:18:37.518+00:00A very touching day, I know because I was the &quo...A very touching day, I know because I was the "friend" & I was privileged to be with you to help you bid a fond farewell.tongaladhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06165861548217887192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3740495193314269367.post-74075108365275074532012-01-22T14:58:45.392+00:002012-01-22T14:58:45.392+00:00Martin, not in the slightest - not to anyone who h...Martin, not in the slightest - not to anyone who has ever owned a dog.<br /><br />Yes, Dougie - long been one of my favourites. Lord Byron's Epitaph to a Dog. Boatswain, wasn't it? Apparently, a friend of his (John Hobhouse) wrote the first two introductory verses.)Kidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07224781868125924337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3740495193314269367.post-64842707587687239632012-01-22T10:11:36.366+00:002012-01-22T10:11:36.366+00:00We had three dogs when I was a kid. I just realise...We had three dogs when I was a kid. I just realised yesterday it's twenty years ago since our last dog died. <br />They say Morecambe has the most dog owners in the UK but Elgin must give it a run for its money.<br />Do you know this verse by Byron? <br /><br />"... the poor dog, in life the firmest friend,<br />The first to welcome, foremost to defend,<br />Whose honest heart is still his master's own,<br />Who labours, fights, lives, breathes for him alone,<br />Unhonour'd falls, unnoticed all his worth--<br />Denied in heaven the soul he held on earth."Dougiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03965448821892833703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3740495193314269367.post-23168833093455150862012-01-22T09:39:29.669+00:002012-01-22T09:39:29.669+00:00I went through something very similar, also 13 yea...I went through something very similar, also 13 years ago. Our 12 year old Springer/Collie cross reached the end of the road. I was numb after the event. At 04.30 the next morning I woke with a start, tears streaming down my face. I've never had that reaction to the loss of a human friend or relative. Strange, eh?Martinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13494219959077922220noreply@blogger.com