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I have to sadly announce that I had to make a hard decision to let my 13 yrs old car loving dog. Mira liked to drive around in all of my cars, but ofcourse she She was a great companion and gave comfort in my downhills. Mira was a Alaskan husky. Her mother was a N.Y. girl. So there is a strong connection to the states within my family dogs:). Happily she did have small puppies at age of 11 and my mother has one of those dogs.

I love her and miss her

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Those litle suckers can be such lovable creatures. Mira was a perfect house dog. Every summer she went to our summer plase where she could hunt...And did she hunt? Bunnies, wild dogs and all. Every summer she lived a live that most huskies could only dream of. The worst part is ofcourse that I had to take her to vet to put on sleep:( I have had dogs before and it sure does not feel so bad when they just leave/run away. Our first dog which was born before me run away when he was 16!! And he really run away...Go figure? Well I did also have one of Miras puppies. We named him mocca. Mocca run away when he was just 1,5 yrs. And he newer came back. I guess that when they run away you can think that some one took my nice dog or atleast they passed away as a "dog hero" that run away... Or something. It is harder to see your hunter to get more and more disabled. But it is only fair to put stop to it in certain point....

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I am so sorry to hear about your recent loss of Mira. Last April, I lost my dear bulldog, Tibbs, to kidney problems. I was so thankful back then to receive a lot of comfort from the members of this Web site community . Everyone’s kind words and genuine concern help me cope with my loss.

I truly hope you receive solace in knowing that Mira has crossed the “Rainbow Bridge” to a far better place. I truly believe that when our time comes, we will be reunited again with the ones we love…human and animal alike.

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Mira is going to be burried in the gound she loved the most. Tomorrow I am going to take her 220 km away to our summer gottage.

I sure hope to see my doggy when I pass away.

It is funny how a animal can make such a difference in your life. My dad died on cancer when I was 11. It was not so big deal then and I did not cry for the loss. Today I did cry for my old "companion". That is weird.....Maybe it was because the creat responsibility and decision making. It is a hard situation. But it was the right decision......

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My parents found this in a newspaper just days after we had to put our dog to sleep years ago.

DOGS DON’T HAVE SOULS, DO THEY?

I remember bringing you home. You were so small and cuddly with your tiny paws and soft fur.

You bounced around the room with eyes flashing and ears flopping. Once in a while you’d let out a little yelp just to let me know this was your territory.

Making a mess of the house and chewing on everything in sight became a passion, and when I scolded you, you just put your head down and looked up at me with those innocent eyes as if to say: “I’m sorry, but I’ll do it again as soon as you’re not watching.”

As you got older, you protected me by looking out the window and barking at everyone walking by.

When I had a tough day at work, you would be waiting for me with your tail wagging just to say, “Welcome home. I missed you.” I could always count on you to be there.

When I sat down to read the paper and watch TV, you would hop on my lap looking for attention. You never asked for anything more than to have me pat your head so you could go to sleep with your head over my leg.

As you got older, you moved around more slowly. Then one day, old age finally took its toll and you couldn’t stand on those wobbly legs anymore. I knelt down and patted you lying there, trying to make you young again. You just looked up at me as if to say you were old and tired and that after all these years of not asking for anything, you had to ask me to do one last favor.

With tears in my eyes, I drove you one last time to the vet.

For some strange reason you were able to stand up in the animal hospital. Perhaps it was your sense of pride.

As the vet led you away, you stopped for an instant, turned your head and looked at me as if to say: “Thank you for taking care of me.”

I thought, “No – thank you for taking care of me.”

Author – Charles B. Wells, Jr.

Appeared in Ann Landers, 4/10/92

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I am sorry to hear about your dog. That really sucks. I love animals and especially dogs. I dont have one personally because I dont have the time to give them. I work and go to school. Someday I will though. Anyway, I hope the good memories keep you happy rather than sad. Peace.

ROOPZ

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260z BEAUTIFUL dog. From looking at the pictures you just cant stop from failing in love with her.

DatsunZGuy, I Liked your bulldog as well. Looked like the kind who would jump in your face and lick you all over.

Fortunately for me I have not ever lost a dog. They either ran away or got stolen.

I personalty have Sadie a BIG Black female Lab. Loves the swamp.Jumps all over you. I don't think Labs ever get out of the puppy stage. Well that's it for now,

Besets Luck

-Brandon

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