Last night sometime. He was 14, he's a Lahsa Apsa, and he is almost completley blind, he got through the gate to my pool i guess, and he cant see hardly at all so i guess he just fell in, and he cant swim very well, and then i guess he couldnt see to get out, so he drown. What a ****ed up way for a dog to die, i feel so bad, i cant even go to work today. Who knows how long he had to paddle around before he drown. I had to pull him out of the pool, he was all stiff and hard. This really sucks.
Sorry to hear about that, my uncle had a bulldog suffer the same fate just trying to drink from the swimming pool.
Same thing happened to one of my dogs. That really sucks man. Sorry. That's why we train all of ours how to get out now. Best wishes.
So sorry for your loss. Our first dog died in January of pancreatis, which was devasting, but the pain will pass in time--just gotta hang in there like everyone says.
I feel so bad. I hate seeing dogs in bad situations, sometimes (well, most of the time) more than people. Everything will turn out fine though.
OMG.....I'm so sorry for your loss. Just as FerrariWA said we all are here for you. I can't imagine how hard this must be for you. I know your dog is in a better place My family is getting a pool built at the moment. So we will be sure to teach our dog to get out. Remember ...ALL DOGS GO TO HEAVEN
A very sad story indeed. To put things in perspective, 14 years is a long time for a dog to live. It sounds like you were a caring owner. I had a great cat until a couple months ago, when the coyotes got him one night. This cat was also living with a heart murmur though, so he was bound to pass on sooner or later. I eventually tired of playing back possible death scenarios over and over again in my head. I consoled myself by finally realizing it was just his time to go that night, and that was that. Time heals the wounds, so let the five stages of grief (denial, anger, bargaining, depression, acceptance) work their course.
What a shame, man. I have two dogs, both of whom like to swim in the pool. Sometimes they can get confused or tired when swimming and that kind of freaks me out. Hope you feel better soon. RMX
I mean this, and I mean well. This may seem a rather macabre point of view, but I believe things happen for a reason, and that something good actually happened not only during, but because of those final moments in that pool, despite his shortcomings or outcome. What more could one hope for in their final moments than to say "Hey, this feels pretty good!" I believe your dog experienced that jubilation, even if for a brief, shining moment, and as such, it was not all agony, and when it ended, it ended quickly, and finally, peace. You get out there in that pool and make some waves. He would want you to. Celebrate his life.
Rainbow Bridge Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge. When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind. They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster. You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart. Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together.... Author unknown...
I have a close family friend,whos Saint Bernard drowned in their pool 2 years ago. He was only around 1 year old. They used to let him swim in the pool with them and the dog loved swimming,he was good at it,considering his size they said. One day,the dog managed to dig under and partially bend the bottom of the pool fence and went for a swim alone. When they arrived home from work,they saw the poor bugger floating in the pool. The dog always needed help to get out of the pool,because of his size,he could not get out byhimself. The family was so upset for along time. Even i was,i loved that big guy. He was a top dog. As wax sort of just said,as sad as it may be,the big fella loved the pool and unfortunatley drowned doing what he loved most. Im sorry to hear about what happened to your dog.
A Man and His Dog ! A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He remembered dying, and that his faithful dog had been dead for many years. He wondered where the road was leading them. After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble. As he reached the wall, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch, and the street that led to the gate made from pure gold. He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side. When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?" "This is heaven, sir," the man answered. "Wow! Would you happen to have some water? We have traveled far," the man said. "Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up." The man gestured, and the gate began to open. "Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked. "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets." The man thought a moment, remembering all the years this dog remained loyal to him and then turned back toward the road and continued the way he had been going. After another long walk he came to a plain dirt road, which led through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book. "Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any water? We have traveled far." "Yes, sure, there's a faucet over there." The man pointed to a place that couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on in and help yourself." "How about my friend here?" the traveler gestured to his dog. "There should be a bowl by the faucet; he is welcome to share." They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned faucet with a bowl beside it. The traveler filled the bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog. When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree waiting for them. "What do you call this place?" the traveler asked. "This is heaven," was the answer. "Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said that was heaven, too." "Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's hell." "Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?" "No. We're just happy that they screen out the folks who'd leave their best friends behind in exchange for material things." Author Unknown Every time I read this my eyes tear up, but I thought I'd share it...
Hunter........I dont really know what to say.....I feel so bad for you.... Maggy (left) and Chico (right) send their condolences....... ~ Image Unavailable, Please Login
