My four-legged friend.

Ken,

I'm sorry to read that your beloved dog was hurt, but I'm happy that he is doing ok, and is/soon will be, home with his family...I hope you give him some gravy with those biscuits.

On a sad note, MY very beloved kitty (June-Bug) has been missing for 3 weeks now, and I fear I won't ever see her again or have her cuddle up to me again.:(. I raised her for the past 2 years from a 4 week old kitten, and she was my love, and very precious to me. I really have an empty place in my heart.:(.
 
hey glockman99-that's tough. I've been through that--with both outcomes--
the cat comes home with a few more scars weeks (or months) later-
or doesn't. Either way is tough, and as for the second outcome, well, last time it was more than 20 years ago, and I still hurt.

Hope that she will come home, (let us know)
best----
s


and, KV (keep us updated-)
 
man sorry to hear about your dog--i know how much we can care about them--my old pointer-Cassie-is 13 years old and has lost most of her hearing and is having a hard time getting around and i know soon i will have to put her down but dam it's hard--man she's a part of the family
 
dann,
man sorry to hear about your cat--we have a cat too--a huge male long hair named--Spot-lol--wouldn't know what to do without the big guy
 
Ken, make a sign or buy one out of wood or metal and wire it to the fence right next to the gate so it doesnt happen again.
Glad it ended ok.
 
Ken,

I'm very glad to hear that Remington looks to be on the road to recovery. Spiglet and I hope to have dogs in the not-too-far-distant future. I know what a joy they can be.

I think I've posted the following words before, but they bear repeating:

"The best friend a man has in this world may turn against him and become his enemy. His son and daughter that he had reared with loving care may become ungrateful. Those who are nearest and dearest to us, those whom we trust with our happiness and our good name, may become traitors to their faith. The money that a man has, he may lose. It flies away from him when he may need it most. Man's reputation may be sacrificed in a moment of ill considered action. The people who are prone to fall on their knees and do us honour when success is with us may be the first to throw the stone of malice when failure settles its cloud upon our head. The only absolutely unselfish friend a man may have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous is his dog.

A man's dog stands by him in prosperity and poverty, in health and sickness. He will sleep on the cold ground, when the wintry winds blow and the snow drives fiercely, if only he can be near his master's side. He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer, he will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounter with the roughness of the world. He guards the sleep of a pauper as if he were a prince. When all other friends desert... he remains.

When riches take wings and reputations fall to pieces, he is as constant in his love as the sun in its journey through the heavens. If fortune drives the master forth an outcast into the world, friendless and homeless, the faithful dog asks no higher privilege than that of accompanying him to guard him against danger, to fight against his enemies, and when the last scene of all comes, and death takes his master in its embrace and his body is laid away in the cold ground, no matter if all other friends pursue their way, there by his grave side will the noble dog be found, his head between his paws and his eyes sad, but open in alert watchfulness, faithful and true even to death."

maximus otter
 
Ken,

Sorry to hear about what happened, but glad for you that it wasn't as bad as you thought. Our dogs do become family members. Snuggle him on the couch when he gets home.

Hope he makes a quick recovery.

Alex
 
Ken,

I'm glad this story has a happy ending.

(We have a gate as well, I was thinking of making an LED gate monitor and put the display at the back door, you might want to consider somthing like that)
 
Ken..
... sorry to hear about the accident. I am glad that all will be well. Our family has had a long string of good friends like Remington. And we have been lucky in that all have passed away in their beds, so to speak.
I am glad and a little surprised that the man who was driving stayed to talk/help. Both my parents were veterinarians, and I can say that the drivers who stop or even report a sad incident like this are few and far between. There were many cases where just a simple a call could have saved a lot of anguish for all concerned. Makes my teeth grind...

glockman99, ..I have witnessed cats returning after very long absences, quite insouciant about it all and in fine gloss. They often con a lot of people into feeding them. :)
Hang in there, I hope it works out well.

ps. Forgot to mention my brother has chocolate lab named Kahlua, very smart and all heart, and its a task to keep her exercised, even up at the lake with all that water and all those sticks.
 
uitlander said:
glockman99, ..I have witnessed cats returning after very long absences, quite insouciant about it all and in fine gloss. They often con a lot of people into feeding them. :)
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One of my parents' cats disappeared, and then returned. Some time later they ran into a neighbor, two houses up and across the street, who recognized the little guy. He had moved in with them for a while. :rolleyes:
 
Touching stories. All of them. Ken, you are fortunate in an unfortunate situation.

My best cat went out and got hit by a car fifteen minutes after I let him out for a jaunt. The cops called me and brought him back warm, in a plastic bag. Frankly, I cried like a baby after they drove away.

Just tonight, my goldfish died. He has been struggling, and I petted him last night twice, between convulsions. He calmed down, I think. That was all I could do, and I couldn't stand to see him upside down in apparent pain.

Life is precious. Even to animals.

Coop
 
Ken,

Real sorry to hear about Remmi. I hope he heals well and soon. What happened to him is why I fired my last gardner and my new one only does the front yard (so the back one is a mess). These days, my dogs live in a 6x24 foot covered kennel with carabiner locks on the gate latches when we're not home and they're not in the house and the backyard gates both have top and bottom inside latches and no pull string from the outside to help with security and to makse sure no a hole opens the gate and lets my dogs out.

Hugh,

My last Alaskan Malamute, Shredder passed about three and a half years ago. Like your daughter, we wanted to remember him, so we had him creamated and he sits on the big screen with his collar and a picture of him. Bringing his ashes home really brought closure to us.

My current boy is another Alaskan Malamute. He goes by the call name of Blade, but his official name is Double T Kennel's Made the Cut. Here's a picture of him getting his first Blue Ribbon a couple months ago at a Santa Barbara show:

John
 

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Ken, I'm glad he's going to be OK. We had to put down our two old labs within a month of each other this year, so I know well how bad you felt.
 
Ken,

I am glad he will recover and that he is in a home where his love is reciprocated!
 
How is Remmington doing? I just read the post. I'm so sorry to hear this. My dog, Alice, is my best friend. I also have two cats that I love to death. Glockman, sorry to hear about your cat; I hope she returns home. If not, maybe someone else has found her and is taking care of her. Have you checked local shelters or put an ad in the paper or anything?

~ashes
 
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Hugh,

My last Alaskan Malamute, Shredder passed about three and a half years ago. Like your daughter, we wanted to remember him, so we had him creamated and he sits on the big screen with his collar and a picture of him. Bringing his ashes home really brought closure to us.

My current boy is another Alaskan Malamute. He goes by the call name of Blade, but his official name is Double T Kennel's Made the Cut. Here's a picture of him getting his first Blue Ribbon a couple months ago at a Santa Barbara show:

John
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When I was a kid, we had a neighbor that raised and raced Alaskan Malamutes. He had once been a dog handler for Admirtal Byrd at the South Pole and had been sent up onto the Greenland Icecap in the early days of WWII to either retrieve or destroy a Norden bomsight aboard a B-17 that had gone down there on its way to the UK. He got there, salvaged it, and got away just as a team of German Bergtruppen came into view from the other side of the Icecap.

There was a film on PBS about his efforts to rescue WWII planes from out of that Icecap recently, as well as one about his return to Antarctica to climb the mountain named after him, Mount Vaughan. His name was Norman Vaughan. His latest effort is an educational recreation of the Nome Serum Run of 1925 that was the inspiration for the Iditarod Race. See http://www.serumrun.org/AboutUs.htm

He used to exercise his dogs in snowless (mostly) Northern Virginia by harnessing them to a mid-'50s FIAT 500 and then standing up through the sunroof to mush them. His lead dog, Nova, had the MOST penetrating blue eyes that I have ever seen on an animal, and some of the most intelligent. He had considerable charisma, of course. He had to have it, he was the lead dog. Col Vaughan and Nova took the team to Alaska each year for the Fairbanks Sweepstakes and he finished 13th one year, the first white man and with a broken sled runner. Not bad for a bunch of Johnny Reb Malamutes from Virginia. Well, not quite all of them. One of them had been rescued as pup from an iceflow in the Bering Sea along with its nearly dead mother. The collar on the mother identified her as being from Siberia. She died but the pup lived and the Vaughans used to joke that it was proof that not even the dogs could stand live under Communism.

I can remember two occasions when we got enough snow that he was able to harness the team to a sled and to give rides to the children in the neighborhood. What fun!
 
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