Do Ya Like Dags

[Lucky7]

French Mastiff and a Jack Russell in the Lucky household

[Thor]

Last Saturday I had to make a decision that would affect all in my house. Our beloved Boxer Rocky wasn't well and so I had to rush him to the vets in an emergency. He was the biggest and strongest Boxer you've ever seen, with a great temperament and nature about him.

I was met by the vet upon arrival as they know him well having had two cruciate ligaments replaced in his lifetime. She immediately said this is serious, she asked me to open his mouth and what she saw wasn't good.

They tried to find a vein in his legs, neck and finally his ear each one proving impossible to find as he was bleeding internally. A scanner was brought in and it was shown that he had a tumour on his spleen which had burst. Life for him was in the balance. I asked what's the options? As he's a Boxer cancer is a real life threat for them, and she was sure that if they operate on him that's what they will find cancer of the spleen. He needs an immediate blood transfusion and to be rushed to the cancer hospital for an operation, the chances of success were slim. He might die in theatre, he might last a week, but as a max his life would last a max of 6 months and that's at the absolute best.

After nearly 12 years together there was no way they were going to cut him up and he might live he might die. A mans bond with his dog can and never will be bettered. I lost my last Boxer to cancer and he died on the operating theatre, I wasn't going to subject him to that as he's been an absolutely top dog and I wanted him to see my face as the last he saw not some vet he don't know.

So I made the decision to not let him suffer and to end his life in the best way possible surrounded by my wife and two children. He knew his time was up, he knew the end was nigh as I lay on the floor with him. He layed there and showered me with kisses and more and more as if he was telling me it's ok. The wife and children said their goodbyes and everyone is crying. I continued to talk to him, stroke him and then I told the vet you can begin. With that his life was over.

We were all broken.

He was a great dog, the house isn't the same without him and we all miss him terribly. I could not let him suffer he was too good to be put through that. We never knew he had a tumour, he wasn't ill and the night before he treated me the way he always did when I came in. He grabbed a toy for his usual tug of war / strength test and as usual he wouldn't let go for love nor money.

Today for fathers day, i was given a canvas print of pictures of him with my wife, my two children and myself. That's gone straight up on the wall. He won't be forgotten and we will all remember him fondly.

Like I said that bond between man and dog is so deep, so strong it can't be broken. Today I miss him greatly, but forever i will have only happy memories of our life together.

[one o in huntingdon]

No, I can't stand dogs, wouldn't give one house room, never had one and never will
Also dislike the irresponsible owners that let them crap everywhere or the others that hang sh*t bags in trees and bushes.

[Tom Chance]

No, I can't stand dogs, wouldn't give one house room, never had one and never will
Also dislike the irresponsible owners that let them crap everywhere or the others that hang sh*t bags in trees and bushes.

"irresponsible owners that let them crap everywhere"
Think you're confusing dogs with cats!

[Lovejoy]

Last Saturday I had to make a decision that would affect all in my house. Our beloved Boxer Rocky wasn't well and so I had to rush him to the vets in an emergency. He was the biggest and strongest Boxer you've ever seen, with a great temperament and nature about him.

I was met by the vet upon arrival as they know him well having had two cruciate ligaments replaced in his lifetime. She immediately said this is serious, she asked me to open his mouth and what she saw wasn't good.

They tried to find a vein in his legs, neck and finally his ear each one proving impossible to find as he was bleeding internally. A scanner was brought in and it was shown that he had a tumour on his spleen which had burst. Life for him was in the balance. I asked what's the options? As he's a Boxer cancer is a real life threat for them, and she was sure that if they operate on him that's what they will find cancer of the spleen. He needs an immediate blood transfusion and to be rushed to the cancer hospital for an operation, the chances of success were slim. He might die in theatre, he might last a week, but as a max his life would last a max of 6 months and that's at the absolute best.

After nearly 12 years together there was no way they were going to cut him up and he might live he might die. A mans bond with his dog can and never will be bettered. I lost my last Boxer to cancer and he died on the operating theatre, I wasn't going to subject him to that as he's been an absolutely top dog and I wanted him to see my face as the last he saw not some vet he don't know.

So I made the decision to not let him suffer and to end his life in the best way possible surrounded by my wife and two children. He knew his time was up, he knew the end was nigh as I lay on the floor with him. He layed there and showered me with kisses and more and more as if he was telling me it's ok. The wife and children said their goodbyes and everyone is crying. I continued to talk to him, stroke him and then I told the vet you can begin. With that his life was over.

We were all broken.

He was a great dog, the house isn't the same without him and we all miss him terribly. I could not let him suffer he was too good to be put through that. We never knew he had a tumour, he wasn't ill and the night before he treated me the way he always did when I came in. He grabbed a toy for his usual tug of war / strength test and as usual he wouldn't let go for love nor money.

Today for fathers day, i was given a canvas print of pictures of him with my wife, my two children and myself. That's gone straight up on the wall. He won't be forgotten and we will all remember him fondly.

Like I said that bond between man and dog is so deep, so strong it can't be broken. Today I miss him greatly, but forever i will have only happy memories of our life together.

I lost my dog in similar circumstances nearly 20 years ago, he had a tumour on his spleen which had burst into his stomach. Like you I did not know he had a tumour, he just bounded out of the gate and keeled over. I took him straight to the vets and they operated that night but they also found nodules on his liver. He was never the same dog after the operation and he passed away six weeks later. Heart breaking because they become very good friends, I have never felt so helpless in all my life.

[one o in huntingdon]

No, I can't stand dogs, wouldn't give one house room, never had one and never will
Also dislike the irresponsible owners that let them crap everywhere or the others that hang sh*t bags in trees and bushes.

"irresponsible owners that let them crap everywhere"
Think you're confusing dogs with cats!

Don't think I am, take them out in the car, lift up the hatchback so they can run off for a tom tit
Also since when did anyone let a cat do anything, they just do what ever they want to

[Redcard]

Dont like dogs and they don’t like me. They seem to think I am a bone. Love cats and the difference is that cats don’t sh*t the volume of dogs and they bury their crap. Lost count of the number of times I’ve tread in dog sh*t on the pavement, and every drug dealing bumhole has a dog which could tear you apart.

[Tom Chance]

So as cats bury their sh*t that makes it ok then? I still manage to find it when I'm gardening, and although it may be smaller it stinks a lot more than dog sh*t. I agree that treading in dog sh*t on the pavement is awful, but I should be able to wander around my own garden without worrying about other peoples "pets" sh*t.

[Lucky7]

Dont like dogs and they don’t like me. They seem to think I am a bone. Love cats and the difference is that cats don’t sh*t the volume of dogs and they bury their crap. Lost count of the number of times I’ve tread in dog sh*t on the pavement, and every drug dealing bumhole has a dog which could tear you apart.

Maybe you should stop hanging out with drug dealing A holes then

[Scuba Diver]

Never had my own, but confess I do like a mutt.

My ex's Sis had two Cocker Spaniels who they were too lazy to walk, so I used to take them out a couple of times a week over the park, they were great characters: totally harmless, full of optimism, and inquisitive - they're great animals

[BoniO]

Anyone who doesn't like dogs is a wrong 'un

[Thor]

Agreed Bonio, you can’t beat a dog as a pet.

[Max B Gold]

I once had a greyhound called Catalonia. It raced at Canterbury in the 90s. Pulled a few strokes with that one.

[BoniO]

Agreed Bonio, you can’t beat a dog as a pet.

Agreed. Like you, we lost our last pooch recently. Animals are so good at hiding illness (they have to be in the wild after all) and so he went from being his usual bouncy self to collapsing in just a couple of days. We had to have him put down to stop his suffering. Still miss him and we have great memories of him. The daft mutt used to make me laugh many times a day and you can't put a price on that. I absolutely get why they are so valued as therapy dogs in hospitals and homes etc. Currently debating whether to get another dog but we'll give it some more time.

[Beradogs]

Same here. Just lost my German Shepherd. 3 of his 4 legs went in the space of weeks. He was one big ball of trouble and would kill anyone trying to get within 50 feet of the front door but we loved him. Lost my greyhound a few months ago as well. That’s the problem with dogs. You outlive them and it’s never easy when they go.

[Thor]

I love German Shepard’s and grew up with them. Our first one was put to sleep at 20 years old cos her back legs had gone and it wasn’t fair on her to suffer like that. When you’ve seen her clear a 6ft fence without touching it and then can’t get up and down one step it’s heartbreaking.

Same with Bonio in time you will be ready to get another dog, one who you will shower with love and who will give the same back with strings attached.

[BIGRON]

I don't like dogs , the one's ive been backing lately have been running like thier legs are tied together

[BoniO]

I don't like dogs , the one's ive been backing lately have been running like thier legs are tied together

I'd stop betting on Max's dog Ron, it must be getting on a bit by now....