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Finally, a few more fromher last day...
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I miss you Oreo. I hope you are having a blast running around barking at all the other dogs! Maybe you even have another of those giant rawhide bones...it was so funny to see such a little dog, run with that giant bone her mouth, and leap onto the furniture with it! But you sure did!!
And oh how you loved to shread the newspaper when you were a baby. You'd take a huge pile of it, behind the couch and just tear it to pieces!!! Even when you learned you weren't suppose to tear it, you take the paper and run back there and just make noise...to remind us we weren't focusing on you. Boy did you have us trained!!
You used to love your tug toys (even if it was mom's dish towel!) you'd grab on so tight, I'd pick you up by it and you never let go! What a tough stong girl you were!
You can do all these things again, my baby. You are young and strong again. Play hard girl. I love you.
oh Amy
LES
I am so sorry for your great loss. You showed her that you loved her more than anything by releasing her from her pain, no matter how much it hurt you. Sweet lady Oreo, you lived a long and wonderful life...now enjoy renewed health at RB.
Hugs to you.
Diana and family, I'm so sorry for your loss. :( I'm glad I got a chance to meet Oreo in your home.
*HUGS*
Amy, I just saw the pictures. Thanks for sharing those. Oreo had a great life being loved by your family.
I'm so sorry for your loss. RIP Oreo. My sincere condolences...:(
Yes Oreo did have a fantastic life with your family. I just read this and was saddened to hear about it. God Bless Oreo and your family. I know this must be a great deal of pain, but just remember that Oreo is in a better place.
Oreo WAS a real characther. We got her when she was five weeks old - a friend who drove for UPS found her in a nearby town on a farm. She was the daughter of a full blood beagle and a poodle - not planned - just happened. Since the pups were not wanted, they kind of fended for themselves - her sister got caught in a drainage tile and died. Five weeks was too young to take her from her mother but she had little or no chance of making it much longer where she was.
So she came home with us. We named her Oreo because of the white stripe down her chest. She trained us rather than us training her. She lived life on her terms. We were too stupid back then to know we didn't have to let her. You petted her when she wanted petted. You never MADE her do anything, bribed, encouraged but never made unless you liked to be bit.
She destroyed more things than all of our others have together. She ate the couch, the chair, shoes, socks, the list could go on.
She did seem to think she was part cat and often sat on top of the furniture.
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She loved to shred paper and she loved to grab Carl's shoes and go behind the end table and tear the insole out. Later she would just shake the shoe around to get your attention.
She lived alone with us for the first 12 years of her life. Then Dazzi came to live here. By the time she was 12, Oreo was fat, and arthritis had set into her legs so sometimes she could barely walk - she could no longer jump on the furniture or in the car. Then we added Taggert to our family. Oh, Taggert loved to tease Oreo. He loved to stand outside her cage when she was being fed. She would bark and bark at him to go away but not Taggert! One day she even trapped him in her cage.
Thought you could eat my food did you
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Mom, isn't there a back door to this kennel
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With the addition of the others and the trips to the dog park, she began to loose weight. And the dog who couldn't make it around the block walked around and around the dog park. Her stiffness went away and instead of getting older she seemed to drop the
years right before our eyes.
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As her health began to fail, God gave her some good days too. She hadn't chewed rawhide in years but one night she decided to give it a try again.
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She missed her dad while he was gone those 15 months
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She loved Dazzi and loved following her around the dog park - no matter what the weather
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Here she is sharing the shade with Jack
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She was my first little girl (all my dogs before were male) a. She was stubborn from the getgo, cantakerous as she got older, irritating at times and I not sure I always liked her. But I loved her and will miss her terribly!
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Very well said, Mom.
{{{Hugs}}}
/s/ :( Phred
That's our Oreo!! Miss you, dear girl!
I wanted to share this picture of sweet Oreo that I took.
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She was such a sweet old lady. :)
Thanks, Kay and everyone else who has expressed their sympathy. I never thought Iwould miss the old girl this much! I keep looking for her trotting behind me everywhere I went. And I went to open her kennel this morning nad realized that she wasn't there. Tonight when I went to feed the dogs I called "Oreo" and then remembered.....