Justawoman
12-09-2005, 01:23 PM
Well to end my year on an even sadder note, Scooter passed away this morning. The house is already so much more quieter than it should be. I miss him. He was my Dad's dog.
Scooter was never really the same after my Dad wasn't home. He was cranky and depressed and his playing was limited to just a few special people.
Scooter got sick last night. Of course it happened when our vet is closed and no emergency number available. That is one downfall about living in a rural community. Pet care is limited to office hours. To make matters even more stressful this morning when I called the vet I was told he was already out on call in Hereford, Texas and would not be back til 2 p.m. Well isn't that dandy for Mom and Me. But at least he was not alone and we talked to him. We buried him in the drained and empty duck pond.
That may seem wierd to some of you but we wanted him in the backyard somewhere because that is where he loved to play and chase birds and the occassional stray cat. Plus the duck pond is enclosed and a safe haven for the after life. I don't think my heart can take much more.
Scooter was my sister's dog and the last living soul she remembered before passing away. So Scooter was more than just a dog to my family. Thanks for letting me vent about this special little man. Which he would answer too, "Little Man".
Scooter was never really the same after my Dad wasn't home. He was cranky and depressed and his playing was limited to just a few special people.
Scooter got sick last night. Of course it happened when our vet is closed and no emergency number available. That is one downfall about living in a rural community. Pet care is limited to office hours. To make matters even more stressful this morning when I called the vet I was told he was already out on call in Hereford, Texas and would not be back til 2 p.m. Well isn't that dandy for Mom and Me. But at least he was not alone and we talked to him. We buried him in the drained and empty duck pond.
That may seem wierd to some of you but we wanted him in the backyard somewhere because that is where he loved to play and chase birds and the occassional stray cat. Plus the duck pond is enclosed and a safe haven for the after life. I don't think my heart can take much more.
Scooter was my sister's dog and the last living soul she remembered before passing away. So Scooter was more than just a dog to my family. Thanks for letting me vent about this special little man. Which he would answer too, "Little Man".