Yes I feel ya. I think I told the story about my first high bred lab many years back that I watched get dragged 100 feet under an asshole in a duely truck going way to fast. She got up and ran around for a second CLEARLY TRYING TO LOCATE ME, fell to my arms and died. I was 12. Tried CPR, screamed at her, Screamed to the sky's above. My mom drove up right after it happened and vet pronounced her DOA. She was too smart for her own good and I knew trouble when I got her. She left us with a 2 week old litter which we saved...
BUT THE POINT - NOT TO HIJACK - Is how Dogs manage to get back to their connected owner at the time of death - if near and at all possible... And funny how cats disappear (Come to think...)...?!?
Get back on the horse man - if you have not. Life is about DEATH.
To not embrace life is to let DEATH STEAL IT FROM YOU...!!!
B.!
BUT THE POINT - NOT TO HIJACK - Is how Dogs manage to get back to their connected owner at the time of death - if near and at all possible... And funny how cats disappear (Come to think...)...?!?
Get back on the horse man - if you have not. Life is about DEATH.
To not embrace life is to let DEATH STEAL IT FROM YOU...!!!
B.!
That's really something. I had a Doberman years ago, I Took him everywhere I went, he was always with me. I had a little Austin Healey Sprite and he would sit beside me in the other seat. Every time I would glance over at him he would be sitting there leaning on his side against the seat and staring at me, always staring. .... I watched him die one day. I was working at a construction site at Fort Ord and looked down the hill that the site was on, and he was crossing the road, headed back.. The car hit him and knocked him 10 or 20 feet. He got up and tried to run up the hill to where I was. He was limping badly, but made it up to me. He laid down when he got to where I was....And died. He was the last dog I would ever have. The pain of losing him was just to much.