Hi my name is Timmy,
I want to tell you that I had a very good life. I was just a little pup when I went to live with my first mommy. She was young herself,so we got along very well.We would run and play games like fetch and just roll in the grass.We would stay up late at night and talk on the phone and have some good quite times together. Then one day she grew up and went off to school. Her mommy and daddy did not have the time to take care of me,so they gave me up. I would have gladly stayed and would have been a very good boy just to be able to see her when she visited. But things happen and I went to a bad home where they hit alot.I was only there a few months, but just as i thought things would never be right again, along came this stranger who wanted me. So the people who had me said yes and i went to live with my new dad. I just knew when I first saw him That this was the beginning of a great new life,because he was always so nice to me.
Dad took me home and I got to meet all of his family. WOW they all like me and there are some kids here to. Over the next few years I made friends with the new pets of the family.By now I am getting on up on years, and the new pups are frisky but i tolerate them because I love them.
Then came the time I started feeling kind of sick. My dad took me to the Dr. and they found a tumor in my throat. Well everyone was so upset, so I hung on as long as i could so as not to hurt them. but the time came when my dad had to let me go. I was in alot of pain and it was really hard to eat and drink. So the DR. Told my dad it was time. After a lot of fighting it he finely decided to do what the doc said. I know this was hard for him. He then called the Dr. to come out to our house to help me go. He made me a feast of Steak and baked potatoes and some veggies (I loved veggies). We then went out into the yard and he laid down in the grass next to me and we played one last time. Then the Dr. came, and I am now at the Rainbow Bridge waiting for all of them. I am feeling so good that even when the pups get here I will be ready to run and play with them.
Just wanted to tell the story as I thought Timmy might Tell it.
Timmy was a very special dog. To go through what he went through and still trust,love and give as he did is a mystery to me. People can not do that. So what do they have that we don't????. It has been three years now and I still tear up when I think about him.Marc still has his ashes in a wood box and I want to go and get him a special urn.
Will post pic's of Timmy when i figure if I figure it out.
I want to tell you that I had a very good life. I was just a little pup when I went to live with my first mommy. She was young herself,so we got along very well.We would run and play games like fetch and just roll in the grass.We would stay up late at night and talk on the phone and have some good quite times together. Then one day she grew up and went off to school. Her mommy and daddy did not have the time to take care of me,so they gave me up. I would have gladly stayed and would have been a very good boy just to be able to see her when she visited. But things happen and I went to a bad home where they hit alot.I was only there a few months, but just as i thought things would never be right again, along came this stranger who wanted me. So the people who had me said yes and i went to live with my new dad. I just knew when I first saw him That this was the beginning of a great new life,because he was always so nice to me.
Dad took me home and I got to meet all of his family. WOW they all like me and there are some kids here to. Over the next few years I made friends with the new pets of the family.By now I am getting on up on years, and the new pups are frisky but i tolerate them because I love them.
Then came the time I started feeling kind of sick. My dad took me to the Dr. and they found a tumor in my throat. Well everyone was so upset, so I hung on as long as i could so as not to hurt them. but the time came when my dad had to let me go. I was in alot of pain and it was really hard to eat and drink. So the DR. Told my dad it was time. After a lot of fighting it he finely decided to do what the doc said. I know this was hard for him. He then called the Dr. to come out to our house to help me go. He made me a feast of Steak and baked potatoes and some veggies (I loved veggies). We then went out into the yard and he laid down in the grass next to me and we played one last time. Then the Dr. came, and I am now at the Rainbow Bridge waiting for all of them. I am feeling so good that even when the pups get here I will be ready to run and play with them.
Just wanted to tell the story as I thought Timmy might Tell it.
Timmy was a very special dog. To go through what he went through and still trust,love and give as he did is a mystery to me. People can not do that. So what do they have that we don't????. It has been three years now and I still tear up when I think about him.Marc still has his ashes in a wood box and I want to go and get him a special urn.
Will post pic's of Timmy when i figure if I figure it out.
