Posted 07-14-2004 at 11:59:39
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On July 5, we had to put my wife’s dog down. A beautiful Australian Shepard Mix female. Puddles was 11 ½ years old. The vet found cancer on Saturday and we put her down on Monday evening.
A kind neighbor responded to our plea to come dig the hole. He came over with a bobcat and had a first-class grave dug in no time. He left the machine there until we needed him again.
The vet was detained on a pig farm emergency and couldn’t make it out to our farm until 6:30. Puddles rested comfortably through out the day.
Puddles came to our marriage with my wife and she and I hit it off. Little did I know it had nothing to do with me. Puds hit it off with everyone, especially kids. She was just a joy to be around, never a bother or a worry.
We have three other dogs to help us through this. We had nice friends with us when it came time to say goodbye to our girl. The vet was quick and efficient.
We buried her in our pet cemetery, and surrounded her grave with river rock taken from our place. I found a nice size granite rock that sits on top and my wife has planted wildflowers.
Most of you have gone through this I know. I have responded to others who post like this. But it is hard and we are still in shock. I know the good memories will come in and they are trying, but it will be awhile.
Thanks for the hole Randy.