Thank you so much for all your kind words. People in my life do understand. They knew what he meant to me. His name was Rocky, a brindle boxer, weighing 90 pounds. He was extremently smart, he knew about 25 words. I adopted him when he was 2 months old and we were together, just the 2 of us, for 6 years. Three years ago, I met my husband and he had a miniature schnauzer. I love them both but Rocky and I always had a special bond. He was my gentle giant. He loved kids, other dogs, sitting on my lap, car rides, playing outside with his skweaky toys and suntanning. We used to fight for the chaise lounge in the backyard! He was extremely cuddly and wouldn't hurt a soul. He used to whine to go out, get in, when he wanted food or water, treats, attention, etc. We called it talking! Yesterday afternoon, he was lying on the floor as if he had a stomach ache. One hour later he was so bloated he couldn't stand up. We rushed him to the vet and we had 5 minutes to make a decision. Either let him die on the floor or put him to sleep. I lay on the floor with him and hugged him and then the vet came back and it was over. On Sunday I was out back playing with him. It just happened so fast. Apparently, he had a twisted stomach and his liver and kidneys were no longer functioning. All this in one afternoon. Anyway, I will always miss him and love him. I have never loved anything as much as I loved Rocky. Hopefully with time, things will get better.
Tanya
p.s. I went out this morning and bought 5 new toys and food dishes for my schnauzer. He seems pleased with that!
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