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Edit: Thank you all for your condolences and the beautiful snippets from your own furry friends. It is so special to be loved by an animal and love them back.
After nineteen years together, we had many beautiful memories and adventures together, but one of my favorite was when we visited the beach. She absolutely loved it and would run up and down chasing seagulls and barking at coming waves as happy as can be.
I will miss you forever, Tandi♥️
My 17 year old cat passed away a couple of months ago. I got her when she was 2 and we bonded immediately. I have a photo of her laying on my lap the first night I got her, belly up and looking very content. That night she ended up twanging the door stop.
She was such a great cat with an adventurous spirit, but also super cuddly. I have a lot of photos of her in my lap. She was also super food motivated. I have a series of photos of her slowly sneaking towards my other cat's food, hoping that I wouldn't notice.
What a special bond it is to have a companion for so many years.
I am so sorry. I am in the final days of my dog's life as well, trying desperately to convince my ex to euthanize him with love and dignity rather than getting to an emergency decision, and it's awful. He's SO ready to go and yet it's killing me.
Until the dementia and tracheal stenosis set in he was hilarious. People criticize you online for having pugs, but he was a stray, and he made me laugh all the time. He literally dug potatoes we were growing out of the pot and ate them raw, shit himself inside out for days and was delighted that he had figured out where we were hiding the secret foods. I would take him to the dog park and he'd hang out the window and scream in joy the whole way there and back.
Here's a video of him singing me the song of his people for you, OP, I'm so sorry.
Vocal little bugger hehehe. Oh I know, believe me. It was so hard to take that decision, heartbreaking but so full of compassion so she would not suffer anymore.
One of my favorite memories of my dog Skippy was watching him hunt houseflies. Anytime there was one buzzing around in my bedroom as a kid he'd always bounce around snapping at them. To my knowledge he never caught one, but I always loved watching him. Even when he woke me up by literally jumping off my torso to snap at one.
That is adorable. I love quirky dogs.
I am so very sorry for your loss.
My favorite memory is from my childhood. We had just moved and this one particular day, I rode my bike instead of walking. I took piano lessons during the day at a building next door to the school. I went to go to my lesson around 10AM, and there Lyza was, laying down next to my bike like she was guarding it. As soon as she saw me, she bolted over to me and lots of slobbery kisses ensued. We lived about 10 city blocks from the school and I couldn't believe she'd found the bike and me. She wasn't more than 2 years old. I was so touched; she was our first dog and it was my first taste of that unconditional love. We really don't deserve them.
What a smart puppy! 😀
My condolences.
My favorite memory is waking up in the middle of the night and hearing my dog snoring lightly.
It always made me smile.
Oh that sound is precious right along the tippy taps of their paws going around the house.
I distinctly remember thinking "it's actually worth it being alive" when I called for my dog and she actually tip tapped to me.
I lost my good boy Scott a few years back. When he was a pup and we were stuck in apartments I had always promised him that one day we'd get a yard and a dog door for him.
We finally bought a house, and the first thing we did was fence the yard and install a dog door. He loved having a yard so much. He was always waiting for me outside when I got home from work, and he loved to lay in the sun and grass.
Love you Scotty. You were the sweetest boy.
I think that is the best thing - whether it's a spouse, kids, or a pet - having someone genuinely excited to see you come home can make you forget most of life's troubles for a short time.
In terms of dogs, it's great. Our one has a special tail wag for when he's happy to see us, it's like a circular motion much like Tails from Sonic 2 does when he's running at pace - different from his usual happy or excited wag, and unique to being happy to see someone.
Scott sounds awesome though. Care to share another cool memory with us?
Scott had a lot of nicknames. Scotty, Scottato, Scottocles, and of course, Scott Von Scott of the Scottsdale Scotts who did Scott so Scottily in the war of Scotteen Twelve. He particularly enjoyed that one lol
He loved going places, but he hated being in the car, which I always found kind of funny. He'd always happily jump into the car, but then he'd whine the entire trip until we got wherever we were going.
One time we went out camping, and it was a several hour drive. He whined the whole way, and I was so mad at him. We got there though, and we hiked a few miles out to the camping spots. They were pretty much all taken, but my husband and I did not have the energy to hike back down in the dark. So, we found an out of the way spot that wasn't on top of any foliage and set up our tent. It was on a slope, so that night was basically a mandatory cuddle party while we slid into each other and tried to sleep.
The next day we gathered everything up and hiked back out to the car. Scott pulled on his leash the whole way back, but when we got to the car and started driving he hardly whined at all. He was very ready to be home, just like we were. It was a dark, rainy, uncomfortable night, but it would have been so much worse without my big galoot there.
That is awesome! I love it when dogs "get it" when you've been trying to tell them what's best for them. My dog loves to be lazy and sit in the sun in the garden, and it takes a lot to fire him up for a walk. When he does get back though, he is absolutely knackered and it's lovely feeling him lie down on my feet to sleep.
Scott sounds like a cracking boi. Thank you for sharing.
What a beautiful story about Scottie.
I'm sorry for your loss. Lowkey dreading that day myself.
Oohhhh those ears! ♥️
He's got lots more spots now!
Cookies and cream fur if I ever saw one!
Sorry for your loss. Remember the good times. I'm sur your pup had a great life with you.
My favorite memory of my pup (lost but never forgotten), is when she used to jump on the couch with her front paws wagging her tail to get my attention. She would be thrashing about with that tail and it was so cute. I took a video of it once, and I used to rematch it once in a while. Sadly, it got lost to time when I lost my old phone. Loved that old girl. RIP your pup!
Oh those moments are the sweetest. I love the tail wagging!
I too just lost my doggo (a little shorkie named Jicks) about a couple of months ago. We knew something was amiss but we didn’t know it was life ending. She was kinda old but not ancient so we weren’t ready by any means but who really is.
Anyway the favorite memory…
She had this way of greeting you at the door. It was like she was wagging her tail while also wagging her whole body. Her back side would wag along with her front side and she had this cute thing she did with her face. She’d pull her lips back like she was smiling and bob her head up and down and just be so excited to see you. Didn’t matter if you’d been gone all day or just to the store. It just made your day to have someone greet you like that every time you came home.
I miss her so much. I teared up even writing this.
It is never easy to say goodbye even when we know it is time.
So sorry for your loss. We went from three dogs to one over the span of about 10 months. It was pretty rough. Hope you have some people around you to hug.
Ugh that does sound rough. I am sorry, it is so hard!
I grew up with two little mutt terriers of some sort. One loved swimming, the other didn't. I'd go out lake kayaking with the non-swimmer perched in front, content to watch. The swimmer would chug alongside my kayak like a little tugboat. That lad would swim for miles if I let him. The finest of summer days spent in the water with those two.
A swimming along dog! What a cute memory.
Do you have any favourite memories or photos of Tandi? My condolences to you and your family. I hope you can take solace in the fact that 19 isn't often achieved by dogs and she must have been so happy and generally healthy.
Oh I do! I am just too technologically inept to not know how to upload images on Lemmy.EDIT: Just did it! Last time I couldn't do it but now it worked 😀 One of my favorite memories is when we brought home our kid from the hospital and seeing Tandi with a bewildered look on her face the first time the baby cried LOL she was so surprised by the sound.
Tandi sounds like she was fun pup, sorry for your loss.
I had a little guy named PETEY and he couldn’t walk much in his old age. I found a basket for my bike and he couldn’t get enough. He pretty much got to fly and he loved it.
Yeah when mobility became an issue with her we used a sling bag thingie designed for dogs and she loved it!
Our dog used to sit in front of the outhouse door when someone went at our cabin. Some kind of protective instinct?
I find that very endearing.
Wow. 19! That’s like 110 in doggo years.
Yes she was a long loved dog♥️
OK, here go one.
Gf brought me a fawn, female, boxer for my 21st bd. Felt sorry for her when she left at 6AM to hunt one down. We'd been looking all over the state, not finding. Well fuck me! She brought a tiny, fawn, female boxer home and dumped her in my lap.
I can tell stories all night long, but here's a good one.
We were at a college band party thing. Giant field, 20 local bands, all day and night, that kinda gig. Let her (the dog) wander free, hadn't seen her in a bit, little worried.
Found her playing with a 20' circle of stoned hippies, bouncing around, loving everyone.
"Hey! Sophie! C'm here!"
These hippies stared daggers at me for calling over my own dog! She was literally more popular than I was in town. Everyone knew Sophie. Me? "Who the fuck are you?"
Bitch got me thrown in jail. TWICE. "Dog At Large" tickets I couldn't pay. I got stories. :)
Runaway pup!
Another concert, as described, Sophie was on the run, couldn't find her at first. Friends walking around screaming, "SOPHIE!"
My gf and I were barely holding her wiggling ass up in the stands, tripping balls on LSD, watching everyone hunting her.
No particular favorite meeting. But we have the daddy nest where I make a pit in my legs with a blanket and my 2 boys fight for the real estate to get unlimited pets while we snuggle together. It's my favorite thing.
Aw. Daddy nest sounds awesome!
I feel you. Both our cats went missing this week. I fear they were trapped and released or killed. Our neighbour hood has been cat friendly for a a decade at least and most of the houses here have cats that roam.
Next cat I get is getting a kitty cam and a tracking device.
Oh I hope they come back healthy and sound.
I don’t think they will at this point.
RIP whatever neighbour did that’s car tires.
RIP whatever neighbour did that's house.
FTFY