these post are sad.. and it makes me think of my old Shepard mix... and the stories me and him and my friend and her black lab share together...
Its sad now to go to my friends and see her black lab fat and almost blind laying around board with nothing to do because she knows she cant walk down the road anymore to see her best friend (my shepard)..
The saying goes a mans best friend is his dog, but i have never seen two dogs so different be best friends... They were there for each other everyday... barking at each other at night etc.. This story will surly touch your hearts....
My friend and i were out in the snow playing with the dogs (at this time both aged 8 (the lab) and nearing 10 (mine)) well sarah wondered onto the ice and the further down the ice she went the more Otis started barking.. to th point he ran after her. just as he got on the ice sarah went through! i have never seen an old dog with arthritis and so fat move in my life... Me and my friend ran after the dogs but we could only watch in horror as sarah started getting closer to the falls... Somehow Otis managed to stay on the ice and get close enough to her to lay down and grab a hold of her bandanna and hold on long enough and pull without hurting her to get her some what out of the water until me and my friend managed to get there and drag her out...
Its a story that i will never forget. The amont of time those two dogs saved each other and mine and my friends lives is crazy... It was sad to have to put otis down a year and a half later.
but he was so full of arthritis that he couldnt pick himself up off the floor.
Its sad to here stories about dogs waiting till their owner comes to the point they die or waiting with their dead owner and having to live with that memory of them dying and how they died.