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Whoami
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08-03-2001

Sunday, January 30, 2005 - 2:42 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
The loss of a beloved pet is such a painful experience. Yet there comes a time to remember the good times and fond memories.

This is the place to share your special memories of those who now await us at the Rainbow Bridge.


Whoami
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08-03-2001

Sunday, January 30, 2005 - 2:48 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Boomer-Rang.
March 10, 1996-October 14, 2004



Boomer came by his name because he was an explosive bundle of energy. He’d pounce on you with overzealous enthusiasm. If you tried to push him off, he bounced right back on you. When deciding whether to call him just Boomer, or Boomerrang, we asked him which he liked better. He cocked his head in a cute way every time we said the Rang part, so we knew it had to be part of his name. And since he loved the sound of it, we had to separate it from the Boomer part so it could be emphasized. Thus the spelling of Boomer-Rang.

Of course, he was Boomer for short. Along with Boom Boom Boy, B-Boy, Boomie, and my favorite, Rang Man. I also called him Boomis. And I think of him every time I see the Bomis name come up on TVCH.

When still a tiny pup, not quite big enough to venture out into that scary big back yard, Boomer was paper trained like a good little pup. Then he got big enough to go outside and play like a big boy. He and his brother ran round and round the yard in races, wrestling matches, and all the other games doggies love to play with each other. During one such play session, Boomer had to take a quick potty break. So, like a good little boy, he raced into the house, took a quick whiz on the papers, and raced back outside again to play.

During his first summer, we got him and his brother a little plastic swimming pool, with the intention they use it to cool off from the summer heat. That may be the first time we realized that new and different things were scary and took some getting used to. So, to encourage them to step into the pool, we took several of their toys and threw them in so they could go in and retrieve them. It worked fairly well.

For the first 7 months of his life, he and his brother took lessons from the matriarch of the family, Honey Bear (she’ll get her own memorial later). She was in the twilight of her life, and not much able to get around any more. So, she had a spot by the couch to lay. And we had a water bowl near by so she could reach it without having to get up. After playing outside in their new pool, it was time to go back inside for a while, and Boomer took a ball and raced into the house. We came in and he was standing over Honey Bear and her water bowl just beaming with pride. In Honey Bear’s bowl was the ball he had just carried in from the pool! I can just see him saying, “look and the neat new game we learned to play! Here, I’ll play it with you now!”

During another play session with the ball, it got away from him and ended up behind my mom’s chair. There was easy access behind the chair from the other side of the chair, but Boomer kept trying to get at it from near where I sat. He gave me a few, “help me” looks. I told him to go around the other side of the chair. I told him he was a very smart dog and he should use his problem solving skills. He gave me a very pointed look and I clearly “heard” him say, “I am using my problem solving skills. My solution to this problem is that you get up and get the ball for me.” So, naturally I did.

Boomer was the snuggleiest hundred pound dog in the world. I often called him the “space foam” dog (you know, those foam beds that conform to your body). He would lay alongside you, and just ooze into the shape and form of your body. He had the deepest, softest, most relaxing snore you ever heard. It was full of content and trust. And it was an honor to know that he trusted you enough to go into such a deep and relaxed sleep while by your side.

There are many more stories. And I’m sure I’ll think of more. But for now, I should post this before it becomes a book.

Please share your own memories of your beloved animals. Its sad to remember what we've lost. But its also therapeutic to sit down and recall all the wonderful times.

I’ll have more from some of our other departed family members. But I’m hoping to find pictures of them first.



Pamy
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01-02-2002

Sunday, January 30, 2005 - 2:06 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
What a great idea for a thread!!!

Lucy
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10-08-2002

Sunday, January 30, 2005 - 2:50 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Thank you for sharing your tribute to Boomer, Who.

Here are my sweet girls that have passed...
Sugar
April 1985 - July 2001

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Libby
July 2001 - May 2002

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Whoami
Member

08-03-2001

Sunday, January 30, 2005 - 10:08 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
What beautiful kitties Lucy! Do you have any memories to share of them?

Lucy
Member

10-08-2002

Sunday, January 30, 2005 - 11:20 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Thank you, Who....I started to write about Sugar and Libby and then just stopped. Isn't it crazy how painful the memories can be...both good and bad.

Seamonkey
Member

09-07-2000

Sunday, January 30, 2005 - 11:31 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
{{{Lucy}}}

Whoami
Member

08-03-2001

Monday, January 31, 2005 - 12:07 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
I know what you mean Lucy. Take your time. I wrote mine in Word. Left it for a while, edited, came back, etc. Yes, its painful. But also (for me anyway), helps to overcome the pain by remembering all the good times.

{{{Lucy}}}

Calamity
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10-18-2001

Monday, January 31, 2005 - 11:50 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Boomer-Rang

Sugar & Libby

Whoami: Thanks for the thread & sharing your memories of Boomer.

Lucy: I know just what you mean.

Lucy
Member

10-08-2002

Monday, January 31, 2005 - 2:17 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Thanks for the hugs and support

Sugar - April 1985 - July 2001

My husband and I adopted Sugar a few months after we moved into our first house. She was our first pet as a married couple...with no kids. Of course she was spoiled rotten!! Sugar loved to climb ladders, get on the table when we weren’t looking, chase a flashlight beam up and down the hallway, and ride in the laundry basket. She was always very curious which got her into trouble on more than one occasion. Like the time I was taking a bath and she jumped in the tub with me. When Craig was born 5 years later she adjusted well. Later, she even became quite tolerant of him wielding his Star Wars light saber around her, knowing he wouldn’t hurt her. Sugar was well loved.

Liberty aka Libby – July 2001-May 2002

We adopted Libby right after Sept. 11th, 2001. It’s interesting how you just know when it’s the “right” time to adopt a pet after losing one. Libby filled our house with love and had such a gentle nature. The two of us shared a very special bond, and she was always by my side. At home, she loved to crawl into my sweatshirt and be cradled like a baby. She was the perfect lap cat. Libby and Craig liked to play hide-n-seek in the house. Libby always managed to jump up and surprise him when he wasn’t looking. She left us much too soon, and we really miss her.




Kstme
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08-14-2000

Monday, January 31, 2005 - 3:41 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Whoami, this is a terrific thread. Thank you! {{{{BIG HUGS to ALL}}}}

Jasper
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09-14-2000

Monday, January 31, 2005 - 5:08 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Jasper
September 23, 1994 - November 20, 2004



What can I say he was my sweet boy. We bought him on a total whim totally unprepared and it was the best thing we ever did. We had a wonderful friend for 10 lovely years. I miss him so much it's like a blow to my stomach at times when I think of him. Others I remember silly things he did. He used to sit on the arm of the sofa, feet on the cushion and his body sprawled across the back (pic wouldn't load, it's a scan) I always felt that I should offer him a cuppa whenever he sat like that. He used to sit on the other couch facing the vestibule waiting for Daddy to get home. He was always up for a cuddle and a hunk of cheese. I couldn't off asked for a better friend and companion he'll forever be in my heart
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Lucy
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10-08-2002

Monday, January 31, 2005 - 5:35 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
{{{{Jasper}}}}

Who, Thanks again for starting this thread.

Cher
Member

08-18-2004

Tuesday, February 01, 2005 - 2:33 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
This is a great thread - Hugs to those who have lost pets - they mean so much to us!

((((Jasper))))



Kaili
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08-31-2000

Tuesday, February 01, 2005 - 2:58 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Okay...here I am for the full report:

Sweet, sweet Hannah. I know a lot of people are afraid of German Shepherds, but this dog was an angel. Never bit a single person, but knew when to stand alert. Lots of people- people with their own dogs even- would say that Hannah was their favorite dog.


My mom got her as a puppy in 1989. She was born on Halloween. My aunt got her sister and named her Helga. Helga went missing years ago and Hannah lived through many other pets in the family coming and going. Face it, 14 is pretty old for that kind of dog.

Anyway, she was always the best. I was 11 when we got her. I remember being 16 and she was young and she's jump into my mom's little Toyota truck over the side...not onto the lowered thing in the back but over the side. Great jumper. i'd take her everywhere. We'd go to the beach, for walks.

She loved, loved, loved swimming and was obsessed with sticks. She's get a stick and carry it for 20 minutes on a walk, then lie down and chew it until it was gone. She loved our shoes too but never chewed them. One time my mom found a shoe in the toilet, but never chewed up. She just carried them around.

Anyway, my mom moved up north in 1996 (September) and Hannah was in heaven on a farm. They got Ole a year or so later. Hannah pretty much trained him. Eventually her age started to show. She had arthritis and my mom had her on some huge pills that help a lot but cost a ton. They worked though. She'd eat one and suddenly she was like a puppy again. She'd go "get her foot" (a foot squeeky toy) and play and play with her puppy face on.

One time she was running with the horses though and got stepped on. Almost died but my mom got her through it. Her left hip was never the same though and her life mellowed. Her whole life she's run with my mom 3-6 miles a day and she started staying home by choice eventually. In the beginning my mom had to keep her in the house and leave her behind.

In October 2003 she was finally at the point where her quality of life wasn't there. It was sad because she was so fully alert, but her body was falling apart. my mom called the vet and had him come to the house. They sat outside and my mom held her while she was injected. She was buried at the edge of the woods in my mom's back field. :-)

At Lake Superior:

hannah


Near where she's now buried:

hannah


At the cabin (boy was she young here!):

hannah





Vacanick
Member

07-12-2004

Tuesday, February 01, 2005 - 3:11 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
This is such a great thread ... thank you Who for starting it!

(((Kaili)))Thank you for letting us all know about sweet Hannah. She was obviously very loved .

Cher
Member

08-18-2004

Tuesday, February 01, 2005 - 4:03 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
(((Kaili))) My boss has German Shepard (wonderful dogs) Hugs

Lucy
Member

10-08-2002

Tuesday, February 01, 2005 - 4:33 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Ah shucks, Kaili, you got me crying again. This has been a very weepy week for me. Thank you for sharing Hannah's story.

Costacat
Member

07-15-2000

Tuesday, February 01, 2005 - 8:48 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Cody Bakalar...

My mom's dog is going to the vet tomorrow for the last time. She's had kidney disease and has now advanced so drastically that there is no longer any hope. Cody is a total nut...she will chase anything that moves, including the two felines who share her home.

Please send my mom some positive thoughts tomorrow morning. It's gonna be a tough day. (This, on top of her mom -- my grandmother -- dying last week. This is turning out to be one hell of a year.)

Lucy
Member

10-08-2002

Wednesday, February 02, 2005 - 9:36 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Costa, I'm so sorry about your Grandma and Cody Bakalar. Positive vibes being sent out to your mom this morning to help her get through this.


Eeyoreslament
Member

07-20-2003

Wednesday, February 02, 2005 - 10:02 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
awww Costa!! Sorry to hear about Cody!! Hopefully your mom had a great final day with her. Those cats will miss her too. Warm hugs to your mom.

Whoami
Member

08-03-2001

Wednesday, February 02, 2005 - 11:11 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
{{{{Costa, Cody, Mom, kitties}}}}

Costacat
Member

07-15-2000

Wednesday, February 02, 2005 - 6:43 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Thanks, all. Cody went peacefully this morning at the vets. She enjoyed her last ride in the car, and snuggled in for her last hugs and kisses. She will be missed by all who knew her (she was truly a nut, but a love!).

Jasper
Member

09-14-2000

Thursday, February 03, 2005 - 4:24 pm   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    
Big hugs my sympathy to you all.

Snoopsmom
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02-19-2003

Sunday, February 13, 2005 - 7:02 am   Edit Post Move Post Delete Post View Post    

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12/7/1990 - 2/12/2005
Snoopy, my 14 year old Schipperke was put to sleep yesterday morning.
For the past 3 years he put up a good fight against his aging body, and lived a full, fun, comfortable life until the past two weeks. Three years ago he was diagnosed with congestive heart failure that with the help of good doctors and medication never slowed him down.
He went for tests last week and had also developed pulmonary hypertension and his kidney disease.
After speaking with his doctor's Friday the prognosis wasn't good. This week he stopped eating, was fighting taking his medications and had a tired, sad look in his eyes. We went to the vet Friday night and had fluids administered to see if we could stimulate his appetite to no avail. I had told him last month when I noticed he was deteriorating to let me know when he was too tired or sick to continue and I would do what was best for him. His behavior the last few days were signs from him that it was time.
I woke up at 4:00 yesterday morning and spent 3 hours laying down petting him, then took him to the vet at 9:15. I stayed with him while he peacefully went to sleep for the last time and kissed him goodbye. I will
always be grateful for every minute I had him.
Now my heart breaks as I watch our other dog, Haley wander the yard and sniff his bed looking for him.
I know this will get easier, and when it does would love to share stories of this remarkable little dog and the things he accomplished in his life.