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Old 11-04-2006, 01:53 PM
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Hmmm, I don't know where to start. I really have had more than one.

I would have to say though that the most loyal, loving and protective dog I have ever owned and loved was my Great Dane, Moose. No dog will ever come close to being as sincere as he was. He was always there for me, respected me and protected me more that any person ever could have. Anytime I was in a room he would come in and lay on the floor in front of the entry to that room, butt always facing me with his head out the door. He always put himself between me and any danger. When I would answer the door, he would try to stay between me and the other person until I gave him the okay. When I would hear scary noises, he would always walk in front of me when I went to check it out. He was just a really great dog. Unfortunatley he had very sever health problems his entire life. He had so many very serious things go wrong that I think I bonded with him more because of all the extra time I had to spend caring for him. At one point he had a very severe reaction to a medication and it caused temporary neurological damage and I had to teach him to walk again. He would have done the same for me.

So I guess I can say that my dane was my "heart dog" and my pugs are my heart.
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Old 11-04-2006, 02:25 PM
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Dutchess is my heart dog, I've had many other dogs and loved them sooo much but there is no doubt she is my heart. I've known her since she was born, even tho she didn't become mine untill she was 18 months old. A friend of ours had a GSD who had a litter, and the pups were so adorable. We lived in an apartment at the time and couldn't have a pup, but a coworker of my hubbys took one and named her Dutchess. After a while he decided he couldn't keep her, and was going to send her to the humane society. She was a wreck, so destructive and untrained. He just didn't have the time she needed. We had just bought a house, so we took her. She was so wild when we went to get her, but I took her leash from him, and she never looked back. Layed on my lap on the way home and never whined or anything. It was like she knew we belonged together and everything would be OK.
If I could count the miles we have walked together.... When we are hiking or walking I talk to her and I swear she understands every word. If my husband is out of town she becomes so protective, I don't think she ever sleeps till he gets home.
She slept by my bed every night untill my son was born 2 years ago. Now she sleeps by his door, guarding him. When we go outside to play she keeps checking on him. If we all go hiking she never takes her eyes off him, and he will ask to hold her leash and she will walk so carefully! When he was a baby he would cry when I changed him, and she would stand there watching with a little worry growl asking me what was wrong with "her" baby. She is so gentle with him it amazes me.
I love our pup Zuki, but it isn't the same. She just turned 11 and it breaks my heart to think of losing her. I'm not sure how I could ever feel safe without her watching over us.
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Old 11-04-2006, 06:15 PM
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My Buddy is my heart dog. And I think these posts explain is as best as it can be put into words, first one , second one


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I love...
...that I can say "Buuuuuuuuddyy Raaaay- Raaaaay" and my sweet little boy will come running, tail wagging, tounge hanging out of his mouth, to see me.

...that Buddy had the courage and will to battle and then survive parvo at such a young age, I can't imagine my life without him.

...that every so often I can look deep into his mysterious eyes and he into mine and we feel this connection, and then I know that he knows how much I love him.

...that he loves his pool so much but is just as eagerly afraid of the hose, haha.

...that sometimes I am blessed to feel his heartbeat on my chest when the 75 pound love bug still thinks he's a 20 pound puppy and lays on me.

...the joy and devotion he has brought to this family, he has taught us all to be fighters, to never give up. Even if left standing on what may seem the last leg of a battle it seems that Buddy has the power and drive to make it through whatever life brings him.

...that I have learned so much from a sweet dog in the last 7 months than I have learned in my entire lifetime.

...that he knows I am the sucker of the family, lol... his beautiful eyes look at me as though pleading for that last bite of whatever...poor thing, hardly gets it (he does get some human treats), but how I love him nonetheless.

...that I can't wait to get home from work to see him because I know he's waiting at the top of the stairs for my truck to rumble into the driveway.

...his fancy two-step (you know, the one called "mom's home") how great it feels to be so loved and missed after a long day's work.

...that he knows if he picks and throws his kong that it will get moms attention and I'll do my best to help him get that last bit of peanut butter.

...that when we play hide and seek and he fiinds me, it's like re-discovering our love all over again.

...that I have allowed "just a dog" into the very being of my soul and have allowed him to pitch his tent, for eternity. What a shallow being I would be without my Buddy...
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this is part II of my originial "I love" post found here. While these may not be as sentimental, they ring true in my heart and I thought Chazhound could use a dose of love again.

I love...

...that at nearly a year old Buddy continues to battle things with an intense fire inside of him- a desire to live

...that Buddy has grown and matured into such a handsome fella despite the illnesses and compromised immune system

...that I can look into these eyes and feel whole


...that Buddy has turned into a lovely older brother, showing the ropes, the ways. Putting up with a younger puppy, being gentle when given the command.

...that Buddy is capable of such love that he was able to open his home and heart to another four legged friend with only minor squabbles.

...that Buddy is night from Banzai's day, how unique they each are

...that Banzai is the biggest love bug this side of the pond. Oh, how he loves attention and to give kisses!

...that Banzai is such a sweet, gentle boy after being put in home after home, after being rejected...I hope he realizes he is in his forever home.

...that I have opened my heart, yet again, to another furry four legged friend

...how I wonder what in the world I did before I had these boys in my life.. how did my life ever feel complete? was I ever capable of so much love?

...that God made the reverse of his name (sorry, I stole the phrase, Grammy ) what would this world be like without our furbabies? I don't even really want to know... just be thankful is all.
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Old 11-04-2006, 08:02 PM
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Beautiful stories and a lovely poem Luvinbullies. Skye is my heart dog. When I got her I had been told some time before that I would never carry a baby to term. At first I was devastated but had come to terms with that. When we settled here and the time was right I started looking for my dog. I wanted a GSD and looked high and low. To cut long story short I found instead a litter of Boxers. One little female was just tumbling over herself trying to get to me. I took her in my arms and ... that was it

To everyone's astonishment I learned soon after getting Skye that I was pregnant. I walked on glass that whole pregnancy convinced that I'd lose the baby. (**** that doctor to hell for putting me through that!) SKye, a rambunctious bouncy boxer seemed to understand and though we had a lot of fun during that time she saved her roughhousing for everybody else and her loving for me. She'd lean against my leg or lie across my legs. She never left my side and at times I told her I was going to change her name to Shadow.

I was worried that Skye would be jealous of the baby. Though I had no need to worry then or later when my second child was born. As Skye's place in the pack was gently adjusted she just went with the flow. My boy learned to walk hanging on Skye's collar.

Her favourite time of day (and mine, ssshhh is when the kids are finally tucked up in bed. Then and only then she comes over to the sofa and asks me to come up. I pat a place by my side and she clambers up, lays beside me lets out a long shuddering sigh and closes her eyes.

I, too, get teary when I think of losing my girl. I can't imagine not having her by my side. I hope that day is a long time away.
Great story. I am still smiling ear to ear from your sentence when you first found out you were pregnant. Skye sounds like an angel.
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Old 11-04-2006, 08:20 PM
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RIP Odin. I will see you over the bridge, someday.

I am so sorry for your loss of Odin. I wasn't going to speak of Athena here because we only lost her a couple months ago, but her story is so similar to Odin's, I thought you might find some comfort knowing someone here also went through a similar heartbreaking situation. I apologize in advance for length, and I only wrote this story a few weeks ago to help make sorts of our decision to euthanize our girl. My heart goes out to you...and I am sure Odin and Athena have crossed paths by now, waiting for us...



I recently buried my girl, Lady Athena- at the tender age of 2 1/2. She was a GORGEOUS German Shepherd, with the softest doe eyes. She was banished to a small room in the back of a pet store where I worked when she failed to sell as a cute fluffy pup. She outgrew her crate by 4 months of age, but they kept her in it. She didn't know how to walk. My husband always wanted a German Shepherd and wanted to see this dog I so often talked about. I had called her Little Princess. He came to the store, I bathed her (twice- she STUNK) and brought her out for him to see. She crawled across the floor to him, right into his lap. He picked her up like a baby as she softly looked up at him with those doe eyes.
My husband said nothing to me- just spoke softly to her, stood up and walked across the store to the counter and stood in line, still holding her like a little baby in his arms. I took care of writing the check for her- my husband was not about let anyone else hold this little angel. He stood there, angered some that I was employed somewhere where a sweet puppy had been banished to a windowless back room to become so pitiful- but mostly he held her so close to him as if to say "I'm your daddy now, your protector. I'll be damned if anyone ever throws you away again." He never uttered a word.

The man standing in line behind them quipped about the newfound couple: "Who's buying who?"

So we began our short but powerfully loving journey with Lady Athena. We helped her learn to walk, run, climb stairs, and play as every dog should. She became known to us as "Miss Tina's"- the doe eyed angel who spent most of her time under the bed, except to make regular rounds to make sure all was well, and to honor us with some unconditional love.

Her aggression toward strangers developed within a few months, but through strict training and high socialization we thought it was under control and improving. We dutifully had her spayed, and monitered her behavior very closely with our newborn son. I put my true inner concerns out of my mind because my husband loved her so, and I lacked the heart to voice any of my fears. She bit a friend of ours when he reached over the fence, but we chalked that up to "just protecting her family", plus the bite was superficial. "No big deal" we told ourselves. My concerns were swelling. By the age of 2 she spent 80% of her time under the bed when she was in the house, and all of her time outside time was spent aggressively barking at the perimeter of our privacy fence. She avoided our son mostly, but would nervously sniff at him occasionally. Her stranger aggression continued, and she growled at all male visitors. No one could go in our bedroom without us, and my mother in law was afraid to feed her when we went out of town. She became so jealous when we were petting her none of our other dogs could come near us without getting bitten, and she began to give our son "the eye". She was officially becoming mentally unstable as she grew into her full maturity, but we continued to overlook it because she was such an angel in our eyes. Those doe eyes melted our hearts every time she looked up at us.

Then one day it happened. She made good on her promise to attack any dog that came near me, and almost killed our 12 year old American Pit Bull Terrier. She bit me in the confusion, and once I got her off my senior dog she retreated under the bed. She would not even look at my son at this point, much less let him smooch on her as he did the other dogs. She would glare at him when I held him, holding her head low, then run under the bed. He had become competition for our affections, and she showed us how she took care of competition. The time had come.

As my vet was treating the severe neck wounds on my Pit Bull, I asked him how they handled elective euthanasia, and if he thought Athena was a candidate. I filled him in on the whole story. This was his response: "All of us [the staff at his office] are here because we love animals. We understand the love people have for their animals. But there is one truth that can never be compromised: as much as we love them, they always have to take the backseat when it comes to biting people without provocation. Injury or death to another person or even your own child is far too heavy of a consequence to pay for our love and loyalty to our dogs."


We laid Lady Athena -"Miss Tinas"- to restin our backyard the next afternoon, which was only two months ago. My husband took his angel in his arms -just as he did the day he became her daddy- to her final resting place. Only this time he wasn't silent with his head high as he held her close to him, now he was broken with grief and tears. I have only seen my husband cry twice in 5 years: The day our son was born, and the day we buried Miss Tinas.
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I am so sorry for your loss of Odin. I wasn't going to speak of Athena here because we only lost her a couple months ago, but her story is so similar to Odin's, I thought you might find some comfort knowing someone here also went through a similar heartbreaking situation. I apologize in advance for length, and I only wrote this story a few weeks ago to help make sorts of our decision to euthanize our girl. My heart goes out to you...and I am sure Odin and Athena have crossed paths by now, waiting for us...



I recently buried my girl, Lady Athena- at the tender age of 2 1/2. She was a GORGEOUS German Shepherd, with the softest doe eyes. She was banished to a small room in the back of a pet store where I worked when she failed to sell as a cute fluffy pup. She outgrew her crate by 4 months of age, but they kept her in it. She didn't know how to walk. My husband always wanted a German Shepherd and wanted to see this dog I so often talked about. I had called her Little Princess. He came to the store, I bathed her (twice- she STUNK) and brought her out for him to see. She crawled across the floor to him, right into his lap. He picked her up like a baby as she softly looked up at him with those doe eyes.
My husband said nothing to me- just spoke softly to her, stood up and walked across the store to the counter and stood in line, still holding her like a little baby in his arms. I took care of writing the check for her- my husband was not about let anyone else hold this little angel. He stood there, angered some that I was employed somewhere where a sweet puppy had been banished to a windowless back room to become so pitiful- but mostly he held her so close to him as if to say "I'm your daddy now, your protector. I'll be damned if anyone ever throws you away again." He never uttered a word.

The man standing in line behind them quipped about the newfound couple: "Who's buying who?"

So we began our short but powerfully loving journey with Lady Athena. We helped her learn to walk, run, climb stairs, and play as every dog should. She became known to us as "Miss Tina's"- the doe eyed angel who spent most of her time under the bed, except to make regular rounds to make sure all was well, and to honor us with some unconditional love.

Her aggression toward strangers developed within a few months, but through strict training and high socialization we thought it was under control and improving. We dutifully had her spayed, and monitered her behavior very closely with our newborn son. I put my true inner concerns out of my mind because my husband loved her so, and I lacked the heart to voice any of my fears. She bit a friend of ours when he reached over the fence, but we chalked that up to "just protecting her family", plus the bite was superficial. "No big deal" we told ourselves. My concerns were swelling. By the age of 2 she spent 80% of her time under the bed when she was in the house, and all of her time outside time was spent aggressively barking at the perimeter of our privacy fence. She avoided our son mostly, but would nervously sniff at him occasionally. Her stranger aggression continued, and she growled at all male visitors. No one could go in our bedroom without us, and my mother in law was afraid to feed her when we went out of town. She became so jealous when we were petting her none of our other dogs could come near us without getting bitten, and she began to give our son "the eye". She was officially becoming mentally unstable as she grew into her full maturity, but we continued to overlook it because she was such an angel in our eyes. Those doe eyes melted our hearts every time she looked up at us.

Then one day it happened. She made good on her promise to attack any dog that came near me, and almost killed our 12 year old American Pit Bull Terrier. She bit me in the confusion, and once I got her off my senior dog she retreated under the bed. She would not even look at my son at this point, much less let him smooch on her as he did the other dogs. She would glare at him when I held him, holding her head low, then run under the bed. He had become competition for our affections, and she showed us how she took care of competition. The time had come.

As my vet was treating the severe neck wounds on my Pit Bull, I asked him how they handled elective euthanasia, and if he thought Athena was a candidate. I filled him in on the whole story. This was his response: "All of us [the staff at his office] are here because we love animals. We understand the love people have for their animals. But there is one truth that can never be compromised: as much as we love them, they always have to take the backseat when it comes to biting people without provocation. Injury or death to another person or even your own child is far too heavy of a consequence to pay for our love and loyalty to our dogs."


We laid Lady Athena -"Miss Tinas"- to restin our backyard the next afternoon, which was only two months ago. My husband took his angel in his arms -just as he did the day he became her daddy- to her final resting place. Only this time he wasn't silent with his head high as he held her close to him, now he was broken with grief and tears. I have only seen my husband cry twice in 5 years: The day our son was born, and the day we buried Miss Tinas.
That broke my heart. What beautiful writing. I'm so incredibly sorry for your loss. RIP Lady Athena.
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agree ... I'm in tears too . How beautifully written and what a wonderful , sensitive man you have in your life .
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Oh my goodness.......how sad, and I am so touched by your story, how much you and your husband loved her, and took care of her, the very best you could. I am so sorry for your loss. Thankyou for sharing your heart. RIP angel Athena
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ILSA. She's my heart dog, hands down. Ronin is the one that loves to gaze longingly into my eyes and be affectionate, but my aloof/independent/saucy Ilsa is my heart dog.

She's not overly affectionate, but she has this effect on everyone she meets... they instantly love her. She's got these old, wise eyes - eyes that seem to reflect a much older and wiser dog. She curls up with me every night (butt end by my face, of course!) and goes to sleep, letting out these soft little sighs of contentment. She doesn't like to be hugged or cuddled, but she'll happily accept a pat on the head or a kiss to the cheek... both of which she gets every day!

She cornered an intruder in my house at only 5 months of age. She has protected the house from a man who turned out to be a rapist running from the police. She killed a turkey vulture to protect a young puppy that was visiting over the summer.

She also is the spitting image of her grandma Paige, a dog that also had that gift of turning people to much instantly. Paige's passing was a preview of how painful losing Ilsa will be. Paige and Ilsa look similar, have similar tastes and have done similar mischievious things. Both have caught birds out of the sky to protect puppies, and Ilsa's temper tantrums are *identical* to grandma Paige's. I believe Ilsa and Paige share something special, purely because they are so alike in so many ways.

She's just perfect, I couldn't ask for anything more. Right now, she's sleeping at my feet (with her faux-sheepskin fuzzy man, which she takes everywhere... even out potty.)

Here's five month old Ilsa, the day after the intruder:


Ilsa, wearing one of "Daddy's" work shirts. (Yes, my boyfriend loves Ilsa just as much as I do)


And here's Ilsa with grandma Paige, about a year before Paige crossed the Bridge.
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If you read the post urgent prayer request in the Fire Hydrant, you will know I am very sad right now. And there is nothing like having the eyes of my dear puppy, who is capturing my heart, look into my eyes, and just let me know he senses I need his furry kisses, and Herbie hugs. They just know.
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