Check in if you've recently lost a pet. Tell us about him/her and post a picture.

[Bertha Venation]

[Kali]

1. not that recent, in fact it has been 2 years now.

6 months after I posted this http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=show_topic&forum=105&topic_id=6445036 he disappeared.

I don't know what happened to him, never found a body or any remnants whatsoever, He never went far from the barn and his old buddy was there the next day and is still around. I can't imagine anybody stealing the old moose but ???

I miss him and wish I knew what happened to him.

[Ptah]

12. After two years and no sign of him, I think he must have been taken.

Maybe someone needed a ride, injured or desperate.

Sorry to learn of your loss.

[Kali]

16. yeah that has to be it

not sure about the desperate because there were no tracks leaving any of the likely ways to leave here (and I am not too bad at tracking - saw his tracks from the night before around the barn but none going out any roads/trails/sandwash - and him being a moose wouldn't travel too willingly over rock for long.

Also we are right on the interstate - the destination for most foot traffic around here. Some MIGHT want to get down to the San Pedro but I am pretty sure I would have picked up that trail if so. (also he was branded and if abandoned would have been pretty easy to return - I also had posters up around the area) I can't imagine somebody bothering to load him in a trailer and haul him off (he sure wasn't worth much money, and there is no slaughter market anymore) but that seems the most likely "physical" explanation, as there were a bunch of hunters driving around and vehicle tracks were easily obliterated. I don't know it was sure wierd.

[zonkers]

35. I hope he returns somehow. My vet just told me about a 10 yr old dog that was

dropped off by owners last week who could not keep it. During an exam, he found a chp and made a call. Next thing you know the people who lost him as a 4 month old puppy 10 years ago were reunited with their dog. Just thought I'd share.

[mix]

20. I'm sorry to hear that.

What a strange mystery, and a beautiful animal.

[LynzM]

37. ((hugs)), Kali...

What a beautiful one... :hug:

[Hell Hath No Fury]

2. I lost Grrlie...

2 weeks ago. :(





She was just 8 years old and died without any warning at all -- I just found her dead in her favorite spot in the back yard. :(

She was a wonderful, total girlie kitty - she was feminine, uber soft, and loved to flirt. She would stretch out on the floor just like Marilyn Monroe's famous nude shot and then look back over her shoulder at you. She would also taunt me with her belly -- she would purposely show me her very soft belly and then turn over the minute my hand went towards it -- it was a great game we played often. And she LOVED the laser! I would say to her, "Where's the read dot?" and she would hunker down on the floor, looking for the red dot to appear so we could play. Her favorite red dot game was racing in a tight circle as fast as she could, then reversing until she had to lay down. She could play that game for hours! :D

I have seven other cats that are just as wonderful, but I miss her terribly. :cry:

[nini]

10. she looks almost exactly like my cat Spanky

who died about 6 weeks ago at age 13. I miss him so much. Sweetest cat I ever had.

[MorningGlow]

3. In memory of our grumpy alpha male, Dilbert

who passed this past July. We still miss him desperately.



Interestingly, our two females have taken over some of his duties. Jasmine (new alpha) gets food dibs, and she does the 11 p.m. litter box scritch-fest, then wanders around the house "moop"-ing afterward. (We're not sure what the mooping stuff is all about. Dilbert used to do it; she NEVER used to do it--never even made that noise--till she took over from her big brother.) Clover, the runt, now nags us when the food dishes are empty--previously Dilbert's job.

I still find drifts of his orange and white hair every once in a while (it got into EVERYthing) and I miss him all over again.

The famous Dilbert-inna-box:

[driver8]

5. What a sweet boy.

Dilbert was very handsome and looks like quite a character.

I'm sorry for your loss...

[lost-in-nj]

4. I just came back

from the vet after putting my Max down



he's the white one in front...

had lymphoma which was in remission but came back with a vengence....

he was chasing squirrels yesterday and today he couldn't even walk.
he was addicted to milk bones, it was like his crack... he was a nervous nilly
but he barked at you when you would walk in and he sounded fierce....

he was 8

bye Maxie :cry:
:hug:


lost

[driver8]

6. RIP, sweet Max.

Never easy to say goodbye to our friends.

Sending some hugs your way...

:hug:

[MadMaddie]

17. RIP sweet, sweet Max!

[Shell Beau]

19. I am sorry. He was a beauty.

[Capn Sunshine]

25. Sorry

Our dogs leave us too soon. If Breeders wanted to do the world a favor, they'd find a way for dogs to live fifty or sixty years.....

[LibertyLover]

7. I've lost 2 within the last year

Last November, one morning I said good bye as I always did to our senior male greyhound Sam as I left for work and told him I'd see him later. He was lying in his chair at the end of our bed and thumped his tail, his usual response. Two hours later, he was dying from a massive stroke. I got a call from my husband just as I got to the office that something horrible had happened to Sam and that he was dying. I got home as soon as I could and found Sam and my husband in the upstairs hall. Sam was blind and partially paralyzed, but he could still hear and move his tail. When he heard my voice, he wagged his tail and tried to get up to greet me. It was obvious that he had no hope of recovery, even as we sat with him and talked to him, he was fading. We carried him to the car and took him to the vet's. I still miss Sam and his gentle ways

Then in March of this year we noticed that our older whippet, Ptah looked bloated. We took him to the vet's and got the awful news that he had cancer throughout most of his body. They gave him a few weeks to live. He decided to fool them and lived for almost 6 months. He had good days, great days and some bad days during that time but it was only the last night, August 11th, that he was really bad. I took him to the vet's the next day and she told me that she was amazed at how long he had lived and that we must have taken really good care of him. I told her it was just love. One day earlier in the summer Ptah was having a bad day, not eating and just lying around the house. There was a guy putting in a new shower for our landlord and he was really upset and told my husband that he didn't want to see the dog there the next day (!). My husband told him that when I came home it would be a different story. Sure enough, I came home with some chicken nuggets, fed them to Ptah who immediately rebounded and took on the Siberian Husky over the food dish and won. The guy came back the next day, saw Ptah running around the yard and playing and was shocked.

I desperately miss both Sam and Ptah and am stealing myself to loose our 11 year old Siberian next. He is in reasonably good health for an elderly Siberian Husky, but he is slowing down. It's hard to loose fur family.

[madinmaryland]

8. We lost three in about 18 months back in 2004-5.

I don't have any access at the moment to pictures of them.

[theNotoriousP.I.G.]

9. We lost our dogter Piglet on September 9, 2009

She was diagnosed with cancer on September 2, 2009, exactly 3 years to the day my father died of cancer.

She was hell on four legs. The worst dog I've ever known but my best friend all the same. She was the queen of this castle and we miss her very much.

[ThatsMyBarack]

11. My sister's cat Yogi.

I used to cat sit for him sometimes. Other times I'd just visit my sister's place just to play with him. He was shy and only let preferred people (like me) pet him. He was blind his last two years of his life, but he still remembered who I was. He was 13 years old.

[wain]

13. Lost a kitty one Halloween night

then one cold, rainy February night kitty showed up at the back door. Half her weight when she left. Crying so sadly. Not sure if she was our kitty. When I let her in and she immediately went to the cupboard where her food was kept, we knew kitty had returned home. Amazing.

[KatyaR]

14. I lost my Maggie on July 15.

She was 12 years old, a rescue dog from Texas that I got when she was around 4 years old. I had recently lost my Boston, Hannah, and was also highly depressed for a number of reasons, including the fact that I would lose my job at the end of that year. I adopted her through the Oklahoma Boston Terrier Rescue Society, and she was an absolute godsend. One of the best things was that I had thought I would name my next dog "Maggie," and I adoped a dog whose name tag read "Maggie"--it was a match made in heaven.

She was my family, plain and simple; I never realized just how much until she was gone.

Maggie was diagnosed with a large heart murmur in April after a couple of mild seizures. She was so healthy, it took me by surprise. As time went on, she slowed down more and more and had more frequent seizures. The morning of July 15, while I was sitting at my computer and she was next to me (I was unemployed again), she got up to reposition herself and suddenly seized, badly, and she didn't come out of it. There was nothing I could do. I started to take her to the vet, but she was have probably died in the car, and I didn't want that, so I took her in the bedroom, laid her on the bed, put my face in her neck and told her it was okay to go. She died in my arms.

I miss her so much. I'm working again, and I hate coming home to an empty house--I want to cry every time I open the door. I hate going to bed because I miss having her with me. I keep thinking I'll get another dog, but I just don't think I"m ready yet.

She was my angel girl, and I wish she was still here.

[Bertha Venation]

30. Katya, I'm so sorry.

[KatyaR]

33. Thanks, Bertha.

I cried for half an hour last night after I wrote that. I just really miss her.

[jmowreader]

15. Hormel died a week and a half ago.

Hormel was a 15-year-old tortoiseshell female cat, and died of old age.

[Bertha Venation]

29. I'm sorry, jmow

:cry:

[Shell Beau]

18. I lost my Hutch when I was pregnant with LDK.

It was tough tough tough. It was unexpected. I thought he'd live the longest out of all of my dogs. You just couldn't bring him down ever. He only went to the vet for his yearly vacs. My other two have conditions. Lolly has a heart problem, and Hank has the worst skin allergies. But when my husband was taking him for a ride (my request, I actually said it would make his day), he jumped out of the truck as soon as he jumped in. Ran across the street and a truck hit him. The truck kept on trucking. Asshole. Hutch ran back to my husband and died right there. My husband saw it all. My mom was so concerned about me since I was pregnant, and I was hysterical. I still miss him soooo much. I guess it has been 1 1/2 years since this happened. He would have loved LDK too. He loved loved loved kids. He was iffy around other animals, but he would lick a kid to death. He is buried by my house. We got a kick the other day when a candy bar wrapper was lying on his grave. Not sure where it came from, but he would take chocolate over a steak any day. Not that we fed him chocolate, but he could smell it a mile away. RIP Hutch. Miss you bubba.

[cwydro]

21. A couple weeks ago

I lost my sweet girl Teak. She was a stray I found in August 1996, starving and thirsty in the middle of the road outside the airport in Key West. She walked in front of my car and I stopped to give her some water.

When I turned to talk to a friend of mine, she jumped in the back seat. The rest was history.

Teakie is the one on the left, the red one.

[femmocrat]

22. I don't have a picture, but our ancient cat died in June.

He was 20 yrs. old, solid black except for a tiny white "bib", and lived outdoors all those years.

He was a real sweet cat. He always hung out with me when I was gardening, didn't bother the birds, and got along great with all the dogs we had during those years. We rescued him and his sister (and a Yorkie!) from a shelter.

[Capn Sunshine]

23. My dear old giant Labrador died in August.

Daisy was a gorgeous girl, weighed in at 180 and loved to fetch and play snarly with her junior associates. She loved flushing game, particularly quail. She was retired, Director of Dog Operations emeritus. She was fourteen, diabetic, epileptic and almost blind, and her heart gave out at home. She went out into our atrium about 5 days previous and refused to come in. I only wish I'd been there at the end. She had her favorite toy with her and was stationed in her world going by sniffing observation post. I gave her a kiss and a hug before I left for work that morning. :cry:

She enjoyed looking at things upside down:

Here she is with her junior associate, one of two.

A Very handsome girl.


Bye Bye Daisy, have a nice time, and thanks for staying with us for so long.

[Shell Beau]

24. She was a very handsome girl!

She looks like a sweetie.

[Capn Sunshine]

26. Thanks

I miss her. She kept dog operations on time and under budget.

[Ohio Joe]

27. Just about two months ago

My cat Animal.

http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=show_topic&forum=105&topic_id=9019942

[Flaxbee]

28. TommyCat, my sweetheart kittyboy love of my life

On Feb. 16, 2009.

He was at least 17; my husband isn't sure how old he was when he decided to accept my husband as his housekeeper.

Tommy was a big ole loving dark orange tabby with white bib and feet. And he looooved me. We have six other wonderful cats, some of whom are now having new and wonderful personality traits emerge since Tom (alpha) passed away, but Tom and I had a bond. He was my baby.

No photos easily accessible. Soon, though.

[Ikonoklast]

31. My second oldest son's cat, Hobbes.

We helped him cross the Bridge in May, after being with us for seventeen years. He was the first pet any of my children ever had, and if all cats were as gentle, smart, loyal and loving as Hobbes, everyone would want to be owned by kitties.




Here he is, two months before leaving us, showing Mu where the good stuff was.

[Mutley]

32. Funky

The tortie in the foreground.



She wasn't technically my cat, but my parents' cat. However, she was with us all through my high school years and since. She was a great cat -- complete with the legendary tortie-tude. She passed this past winter at 18-20 years of age (we were never sure how old she was exactly since she was a stray when she came to live with us).

[Initech]

34. I lost my golden retriever last year. It sucks.

[Sheltiemama]

36. I lost my first Sheltie 17 years ago today.

In his memory, I'm wearing a heart-shaped amethyst pendant that I bought near the end of his life. I'm also really appreciating the handsome Sheltie boy I have to come home to now.

[Roon]

38. I fostered him for 6 years..he didn't die but his Mama took him back

His name was Morrison..named after Jim..He grew to be too much for me and his Mama was settled down enough to take him back. I felt bad for him but his Mama got him a kitten so he has someone to lick all day now! :-)

[Prisoner_Number_Six]

39. My sweet Nashville Cat

19 when she went away.