Let's See Your Dogs!!

And this is one of several pictures taken of my last cuddle with Molly on December 22, 2009. We put her to sleep less than 24 hours later. I cried like I never thought a 20-year old guy could cry when the dog I'd had since I was 5 years old literally died in my arms, but one good thing came out of that... Molly went the way all dogs probably wish they could... In a nice warm vet's office with her entire family by her side and her head cradled in the arms of a guy (me) who loved her more than anything...



No joke here, the silver 2010 Tacoma regular cab that is so well-known on TW came into my life less than 3 months before Molly left it... The Labrador you see cuddling with me in the above picture is the only thing in this world I would give up my Tacoma (including the stereo and custom rims) for if it meant I could have her back... It's been more than 7 years since Molly went to heaven and my parents are finally making plans to get another dog, but I seriously started tearing up writing this...

 

All of the feels. Sounds like Molly was your "down on your knees" dog. Where they mean so much to you that their loss literally brings you to your knees. The love of a good dog is an amazing thing but sometimes you're blessed with one that just really claims part of your soul and losing them is a terrible thing. She looks to have had an amazing life.

 

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Another family member's pet... This is my uncle's Staffordshire Terrier, Willy. My uncle got him as a 6-month for $75 from a friend who had something come up and couldn't afford to keep him. This picture was taken in July 2010 when Willy was about 4 years old. Willy is now about 11 years old and almost completely deaf but still alive and enjoying life...

In his younger days, Willy was the anti-theft system for this truck. Willy is very friendly, but he is very protective of those he loves and their property. One time my uncle got pulled over by an NC state trooper in the 1991 Toyota because they were convinced he was a drug runner based on the appearance of him AND the truck at time (he had was shirtless with huge tattoos on his back, he had a "Pit Bull-type dog" in the truck with him, and the truck was red with black doors and covered in bondo/primer), and gave consent for the cops to search the truck (he had nothing in the truck), but let's just say Willy would not let the troopers anywhere near the truck... They searched the boxes of car parts in the bed but gave up on getting anywhere near the cab...

Want to establish to the police that nobody goes near your truck without a search warrant? Get a dog like a Willy!

 

Here's my pups. The males name is Scout, he's a 90lb treeing walker coonhound, he's just about 6 years old. The females name is Lucy, she's a 35lb Black and Tan coonhound, and 2 years old. My wife and I treat them like our kids and they are a very important part of our family.

 

Well, had to adopt a second pup for the basset hound to play with. She's a mix, but suspect some German Shepherd and terrier in her. Her mom was on site, and was only about 30 lbs or so. Gonna call her Susie Q.

 

JIMBO is super happy!!!!......here is a normal pic too

 

Woohoo! More hounds

 

Life is ruff. LOL. The basset is Molly and the lab is Macey. Both are great dogs.

 

Knock it off you two. I was at Starbucks having coffee...not a frap or a latte...but I started to lose my cool reading this and had to move out rather abruptly.

Our 15 year old 'end of life foster', as the rescue as termed him, has a vet appointment on the 15 of next month. Don't expect him to be coming home with us. He has a hard time getting up now. Mostly have to use his harness to help him. He takes a few unsteady steps on his own and falls due to his weak hind end. He'll pull you all over the place with his front legs though if you steady his back end for him. We're having some other age related issues as well that are really becoming quality of life issues, and we just don't want to make him have to hang on frustrated with his bodies limitations and in pain because we're to selfish to say it's okay to let go. I hate that it's coming down to this. Been through it far too many times in the last few years, but we can take comfort in the knowledge that after a lifetime of neglect, he had three years of warm beds, summers at the cottage, and a family to which he was a very loved, very valued member. We can only hope that we've made him feel as happy and loved as he's done for us.

Here he is this past Christmas, very tuckered after an exciting and busy day. Must be relaxed and content. We hadn't seen him be able to curl up in such a tight ball in over a year.

 

Polly, 4 years old, mutt. On our way back from the camper this weekend, she was worn out from all the steak she got to eat!



Not sure why she looks brown here because she's jet black except chest blaze and paws are white/salt n pepper.

 

automatic cameras tend to try and expose everything to an average grey.

 

Grey = Brown? My color wheel is all wrong!

 

white balance is separate from exposure.

 

I was just saying my dog is black, not brown like the pic appears lol.

You guys are way too worried about it

 

so on sunday i saw my dog with something all wrapped around her. i asked my wife what she gave the dog and she said nothing. so now we're both running over to the dog to see what she has. turns out the dog found my wife's scarf in a laundry basket, took it to the bed, and then wrapped herself all up in it. Its hard to tell in the pic, but she is freakin wearing the scarf lol


Also caught her watching the tv last night.

 

Mmmmm, smells like mom!

 

got home from work and he kept rolling around on his back growlin like a crazy person and then settled down on my leg lol

 

Just sayin' "Please notice me."

 

Murphy and Link. Murphy is a handful right now because he's still a puppy