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Henry Ford said:
Dog in surgery. GI blockage - looks like she swallowed something cloth (guessing a sock.)

Man, I hate people but dogs get me right in the feels.  Just the sweetest dog I've ever know. I don't know what I'd do without her.  Hopefully don't have to find out today. 
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Best wishes. I hope it works out and she gets better quickly. 

 
RC94 said:
Best wishes. I hope it works out and she gets better quickly. 
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Thanks.  It's funny how I don't mind if most of my own family wants me to die in an AIDS fire but when this dog ran up to me for the first time all I wanted to do was make her happy.  

Grumpy old men and their dogs, I guess. 

 
Henry Ford said:
Dog in surgery. GI blockage - looks like she swallowed something cloth (guessing a sock.)

Man, I hate people but dogs get me right in the feels.  Just the sweetest dog I've ever known.  I don't know what I'd do without her.  Hopefully don't have to find out today. 
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GL henry and henrydog. 

helping our sick friends that can't talk... tough stuff.

 
El Floppo said:
GL henry and henrydog. 

helping our sick friends that can't talk... tough stuff.
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She's been sick since the day I got her. Constant infections, multiple surgeries for bladder stones and a deformity... but God, no matter how much pain she's in she just jumps up in the air and races to me whenever she sees me.  Makes my wife crazy.  Only animal or human who's ever been that happy to see me and it's every day.

Got home last night and she wouldn't even lift her head up in the other room. 

 
I know if it's a sock it's mine, too.  She steals them to lay on when I'm not home. I try to take them all away but she's sneaky. 

 
Henry Ford said:
I know if it's a sock it's mine, too.  She steals them to lay on when I'm not home. I try to take them all away but she's sneaky. 
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This reminds me of my dog when I was a kid.  She was a German Shorthaired Pointer.  I was a senior in high school and was home early because I had the last period off.  I was waiting around, watching TV until baseball practice, and I noticed the dog was sneaking around and acting like she was up to something.  I followed her upstairs, through my parent's bedroom and into their bathroom.  I peaked my head in and she was sniffing around and didn't notice me, until after she took a bath towel from the rack and turned to run away with it.  The look on her face was hilarious.  She was really surprised, dropped the towel and ran out of the bathroom.  I was cracking up.

 
####ing Harvey Weinstein is going to get a $40mm parachute from his company and my dog's going to die from eating a sock I left lying around because she loves me too much. If there's a God, we have things to discuss.

"You ever get the feeling you're being punished for your sins?"

-Jack Lucas

 
Henry Ford said:
Sorry.  Panicky and depressed mood.  I'll take it elsewhere.  
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this is (or should be) a safe place.

plus- dogs are great, scum-sucking sexual predators not so much. shouldn't have to be a separate place for that.

eta: oh... sorry, counselor- "alleged" scum sucking sexual predators.

wait- move the "alleged" between sucking and sexual.

 
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To be fair, lots of male dogs are pretty rapey

Best wishes for your dog, male or not, HF

Worst wishes to scum sucking sexual preds like Weinstein

 
I've been a terrible person at times in my life. Truly awful. But I've been trying desperately to be the man this dog thinks I am.

 Changed that about myself pretty recently before I got her.  Like I'd been a decent guy for a couple years, and then someone believed it. And it was just like nothing ever.  

I've picked literal pieces of dead family members out of carpet and just given a big sigh and kept going.  And I can not get ahold of myself today. 

 
T&Ps for HF dog.

Just know that as lucky as you are to have that dog, that dog is equally lucky to have you too. You clearly love that dog dearly and I'm absolutely sure that your dog knows that too. Not every owner is a good owner and not every dog gets to be as happy as your dog.

So whatever happens, know that you've been a fantastic friend to that dog and that that dog wouldn't trade a second of her life for anything. (Except maybe a great steak)

 
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It wasn't a sock.  It was cancer. 

They recommended not waking her up from surgery.  I fought and then acquiesced.

I'm going to go buy some booze now. 

 
Henry Ford said:
It wasn't a sock.  It was cancer. 

They recommended not waking her up from surgery.  I fought and then acquiesced.

I'm going to go buy some booze now. 
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oh ####, man.  :(  .... :cry:  

so sorry about this news, henry. given your brief history of her, it had the feeling of something like this. and having gone through this last year with a cat... you absolutely made the right choice... but dammit :cry:  

 
we collectively need a good week. or day. something. anything.

this has just been a mountain of sorrow and grief lately.

love you all.

 
So sorry, HF

I promise I'll toast one to her tonight.

And while doing it, I will look down upon my own dog, who is rapidly chasing 12 years of age (and has been the epitome of the word ##### since day 2) and wonder why she's still alive when a good, loving dog has been taken away all too soon. She'll then sense what I'm thinking, growl at me while walking away and proceed to piss on a carpet somewhere instead of telling me she needs to go outside.

 
So sorry to hear. I’ll give an extra treat to my dumb Dachschund and let her stay on my lap tonite, no matter how much it makes my balls sweat.

 
Henry Ford said:
It wasn't a sock.  It was cancer. 

They recommended not waking her up from surgery.  I fought and then acquiesced.

I'm going to go buy some booze now. 
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I'm so sorry for your loss.  She sounds like she was an amazing pup.  You and your family have my condolences and best wishes.  We are still here for you if you need anything.

 
Thanks, all.  I feel lost. I've had and lost dogs before.  This one was special, and young.  And completely attached to me.

I can't quite believe it yet. Neither can my other dog who keeps running to the other room every time there's a noise looking for her. 

I know it's silly to some people, but I don't get along with human beings well.  She was my best friend. And it wasn't close.

 
Henry Ford said:
It wasn't a sock.  It was cancer. 

They recommended not waking her up from surgery.  I fought and then acquiesced.

I'm going to go buy some booze now. 
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Well, damn. So sorry, man.  

The way you talked about her lets us know that she knew she was a good girl...and that's what matters.

 
Henry Ford said:
It wasn't a sock.  It was cancer. 

They recommended not waking her up from surgery.  I fought and then acquiesced.

I'm going to go buy some booze now. 
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Sorry HF.  Good buddy just lost his golden retriever of 12 years this morning ...died in his arms.  

He's all tore up.  

 
Henry Ford said:
Thanks, all.  I feel lost. I've had and lost dogs before.  This one was special, and young.  And completely attached to me.

I can't quite believe it yet. Neither can my other dog who keeps running to the other room every time there's a noise looking for her. 

I know it's silly to some people, but I don't get along with human beings well.  She was my best friend. And it wasn't close.
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What was her name?  If you want to share pictures of her, we would love to see some.

 
Bill Mahr from the Future is sitting behind home plate just to the left as the pitcher sees it.  

Ballcap and frown. Future life hasn't been good to Bill.  

 
Henry Ford said:
Thanks, all.  I feel lost. I've had and lost dogs before.  This one was special, and young.  And completely attached to me.

I can't quite believe it yet. Neither can my other dog who keeps running to the other room every time there's a noise looking for her. 

I know it's silly to some people, but I don't get along with human beings well.  She was my best friend. And it wasn't close.
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Not silly at all, GB.  Sorry man.  :(

 
General Malaise said:
Not silly at all, GB.  Sorry man.  :(
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HF:

My best friend was named Camille.  In 1992 I went with a friend to the Anti-Cruelty Society in Chicago so she could pick out a cat.  While she was choosing, I hung out with a few cats including this fierce Russian Blue who clung to my lap and would not let go.  Not in an affectionate, purry way, but in a "#### you, you're my person now whether you like it or not" way.  And so she went home with me.  I named her Camille after the sculptor Camille Claudel, because she was gorgeous but also FLIPPING INSANE.

She never much liked anyone else, but when I came in the door she greeted me every evening.  I could stand anywhere in my house and yell "kitty cat" and she would come running from wherever she was.  She slept in the small of my back.

She was a much better judge of character than I was, and she greeted most boyfriends with something between disdain and outright hatred.  Occasionally she liked one, which she signified by (1) not trying to kill them, and (2) allowing them to pet her...but only there and NOT THERE NOT IN THAT SPOT but yes there, only there.  I should have listened to her more in her opinions.

She got a mast cell tumor in her spleen about 11 years into our time together, and I was told that even after its removal it would reappear and kill her within 18-30 months, because they always did.  Except with Camille, who lived another five years thereafter out of sheer force of will.  When she went, she went quickly...just lost her balance one day and I took her to the vet and that was it.  She looked more deeply at me than I'd ever seen from any creature and let me know it was her time.  I knew it but was too devastated to admit it, deciding to give her one more night to get better.  And of course, she died during that night.

I mourned that cat in 2008 and sought for years to replace her.  For a while I thought I needed a cat that looked just like her, but that wasn't it.  I wanted one who was fiercely loyal to me the way she was, but that wasn't it.  And then in 2013 after the loss of Mr krista's favorite cat and best friend, we adopted The Squib.

Squib is nothing like Camille.  Where she was grumpy, he is sunny.  Where she hated most, he loves all.  But ####### it, that cat is the one who has filled the void.  He follows me around and tricks me into taking a nap when I DON'T NEED A NAP, SQUIB.  When I was on a business trip, I jokingly asked Mr krista if Squib missed me, and he said, "I think so - he's just carrying your slippers around in his mouth while you're gone."  And ####### it, if I'm lucky I'll outlive him, too, and it will ####### kill me, and it will all be worth it anyway.

I guess I don't have to womansplain what I'm saying here, but just in case...I'm not saying go get another dog tomorrow.  I'm not saying it doesn't hurt or it doesn't matter or that any creature can be replaced by another.  But I do think that what you have to give is irreplaceable and that you're going to give that again, and feel all that great stuff again, which is going to be (if you're lucky) followed by all that awful stuff again, and the great and the awful are all intertwined into what makes life worth it.

Sorry I sound maudlin; I've been drinking.

 
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krista4 said:
HF:

My best friend was named Camille.  In 1992 I went with a friend to the Anti-Cruelty Society in Chicago so she could pick out a cat.  While she was choosing, I hung out with a few cats including this fierce Russian Blue who clung to my lap and would not let go.  Not in an affectionate, purry way, but in a "#### you, you're my person now whether you like it or not" way.  And so she went home with me.  I named her Camille after the sculptor Camille Claudel, because she was gorgeous but also FLIPPING INSANE.

She never much liked anyone else, but when I came in the door she greeted me every evening.  I could stand anywhere in my house and yell "kitty cat" and she would come running from wherever she was.  She slept in the small of my back.

She was a much better judge of character than I was, and she greeted most boyfriends with something between disdain and outright hatred.  Occasionally she liked one, which she signified by (1) not trying to kill them, and (2) allowing them to pet her...but only there and NOT THERE NOT IN THAT SPOT but yes there, only there.  I should have listened to her more in her opinions.

She got a mast cell tumor in her spleen about 11 years into our time together, and I was told that even after its removal it would reappear and kill her within 18-30 months, because they always did.  Except with Camille, who lived another five years thereafter out of sheer force of will.  When she went, she went quickly...just lost her balance one day and I took her to the vet and that was it.  She looked more deeply at me than I'd ever seen from any creature and let me know it was her time.  I knew it but was too devastated to admit it, deciding to give her one more night to get better.  And of course, she died during that night.

I mourned that cat in 2008 and sought for years to replace her.  For a while I thought I needed a cat that looked just like her, but that wasn't it.  I wanted one who desperately loved me the way she did, but that wasn't it.  And then in 2013 after the loss of Mr krista's favorite cat and best friend, we adopted The Squib.

Squib is nothing like Camille.  Where she was grumpy, he is sunny.  Where she hated most, he loves all.  But ####### it, that cat is the one who has filled the void.  He follows me around and tricks me into taking a nap when I DON'T NEED A NAP, SQUIB.  When I was on a business trip, I jokingly asked Mr krista is Squib missed me, and he said, "I think so - he's just carrying your slippers around in his mouth while you're gone."  And ####### it, if I'm lucky I'll outlive him, too, and it will ####### kill me, and it will all be worth it anyway.

I guess I don't have to womansplain what I'm saying here, but just in case...I'm not saying go get another dog tomorrow.  I'm not saying it doesn't hurt or it doesn't matter or that any creature can be replaced by another.  But I do think that what you have to give is irreplaceable and that you're going to give that again, and feel all that great stuff again, which is going to be (if you're lucky) followed by all that awful stuff again, and the great and the awful are all intertwined into what makes life worth it.

Sorry I sound maudlin; I've been drinking.
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She picked out our other dog.  Wouldn't let any other dog get near her at the shelter without growling but licked his whole face when she met him and laid down on his feet. 

He had been horribly abused and only liked us because of her at first.  

He's confused right now.  But yes, we love him too.  And will get another friend for him.  But she was something I've never had before. Likely never will again. And I'm maudlin and drinking, too. 

I don't want to share her over the internet.  I just want to hold onto her as mine for a bit.  Her stuffed animals are still in the living room where she left them. 

 
Pretty sure I was racially profiled tonight by an Asian elementary school music teacher with an arm in a sling.....i will soldier on, of course, but anyhow, in other news.....

 
El Floppo said:
we collectively need a good week. or day. something. anything.

this has just been a mountain of sorrow and grief lately.

love you all.
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my CT scan revealed that i do in fact, not have a left kidney.  it also revealed that every other organ in my abdominal scan were, "unremarkable".  liver included.  i'll take it. :pickle:  

daughter also passed her test for her brown belt in tkd today.  love that kid.

 
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