I Have Lost a Beloved Pet - Forum & Chat Board | to my molly baby R.I.P

hi my name is Kelley i have lost a lot of pets but no one can compare to my lovable  chocolate lab molly she was my life i loved that dog so much i was 7 when we got her my cousin found her  she was  the best dog we had ever had she was a big baby and best of all she was my baby i miss her so much and still to this day i wonder if i did the right thing by letting her go i can still remember like it was yesterday i had beged my dad for a dog but he said no and 1 day we when to my grandparents house and my dad when to my uncels not nowing what would happin there was a dog and my uncel said hey to my dad do you want this dog and my dad said ya if she will get in the truck and he opend the door and she jumped right in he stoped and bought her 4 cheese burgers at mcdonalds she was very skiny and when we got back from my grandparents house i was sleeping in the back of the van when my mom said kelley wake up look what your dad has and my eyes lit up and i ran and raped my arms a round her neck and she was mine she was  so  funny she loved to play ball god i would play with her for hours and sometimes all night long she was wonderful in the summer i would ride my bike and she right be side me that was the best summer of my life and then it all feel to picese  it was a cold night in December a little before Christmas my pour molly dog had very bad hips but its comm in in labs well we took her to the vets and they said  there was nothing thay could do because of her age she would not make it through the surgery witch killed me i felt so helpless he gave us some ideas like the lake how she loved the lake i remember my mother and i would go to the lake and we would have to spell it but it did not matter she was to smart for her own good and crazy as it seems by the time we got down there she was already in the water her hips were getting better and then it took a turn for the worse i was getting ready to get in bed as i laid down i heard her cry so i went to see if she was OK she was laying there i could see she was in pain so i gave her her pill and drug her bed in to my room and laid right next to her all night i got up the morning and could not find her so i opened the door and yelled for her thinking i left her out side but she was not out there so i went in to my room and there she was and i said to her molly come on baby girl lets go out side and she did nothing tears filled my eyes as i began picking her up and trying to help her but nothing happened i just looked at her and she gave me this look and i new it was time i walked in the vets office and tears were rolling down my face as i cared her in people just stared at me and 1 women started to cry and a little girl asked mommy y is that girl caring that big dog and crying for is it hurt and i cried even harder and i don't know what the mother said but i took molly in the back and  laid her down they said you might wont to leave and i told them they were out of there minds that i was not going no were so as she laid there i held her in my arms  and they said this wont hurt her this well ease the pain and she will look like she is going to sleep but i told them to wait i needed a minute  and i petted her and told her that i loved her and that i would be OK with out her now and thank you for being my guardian angel and my best friend and that every thing would be OK and i would see her one day and i noded at the tech and molly's heart slowly stopped betting and i kissed her head and said good by my baby dog and held her and cried ♥

                                                                 R.I.P

                                                                my molly baby dog

I just want you to know, you brought tears to my eyes w/this story. I have had my dog "poop" (nickname) since he was 9 wks old-he's 15 now. The shelter papers said he is part black lab and austraian shepherd. I have no children but I consider him one. He is pretty deaf now and his hips are also a little stiff, although when I get home from work he is running all over the yard. He is extremely loyal and protective of me. It absolutely KILLS me to think of when he has to go. I am going to have him cremated and when I go, he is going with me. I totally sympathize w/you and know how you feel, I dread going thru it. I am truly sorry for your loss.

what a wonderful testiment to self less ness, you did what was best for her. this story brought tears to my eyes, you should post a pick ~ do a pet memorial, I would love to see her picture.

i know how hard that had to be but at least you put her down i had to watch my bear die from what is called "bloat" or also known as twisted stomach. this happens to a dog when something tragic happens in their lives. and the thing that happens to us was my husband desided he was going to walk out on our marriage and go live with my daughter cause he couldn't handle the fighting anymore. i don't blame him for leaving but i do blame him for the loss of our son. Bear was born on June 24,2000 with his little brother lil gui. he was one of the most perfect watch dogs i have ever had. not being sble to have pets as a child i guess my best one. i went to bed on jan 8, 2009. when i got up the next morning bear looked like he was pregnant. well being a boy i knew that wasn't what it was. i panicked and called the vet. they told me cause i don't have a check bood and can't write a post dated check there was nothing they could do for him. he kept wanting to go out. i thought he was going to the bathroom. but the last time i went out he was laying down in the back waiting to die. he was a small shepard but i have a very bad back. but i found the strength to care him up the stairs and put  him on a blanket to be able to get him in the house. i sat woth him the whole hour it took him to die. i kept letting him know how much mommy loved him. and after a while you could see he was ready to go. i told him one more time i loved him and that it was ok to go. he has a sesiure and cried twice and then he died. he kied at 11:30 jan 9, 2009 so writing this is very hard i still don't talk about him to anyone it is still to upsetting. i told my husband that night and he came over a couple days later to see our other dog and we both cried while standing on the spot that my bear died on. i could not wash his blanket or throw it away. it is still in the living room lilgui uses it everynight i found out the next day from a friend that works at the humane society that i could have had bear cremated and they woudl have held him til i could pay for him. found that out a lottle to late he was already gone. but from my heart he will never go he is my little doggie angel now. i swear sometimes i hear him bark in the back yard. and then reality hits.