RIP Munchie

Sal, you have my deepest sympathies. I'm sorry for your loss.

Bill

I know how much Munchie meant to you, and sorry to learn of your loss. But this short time alloted together still lives within you as memories to cherish forever.

Just saw this thread - my deepest condolences for your lost. Our furry pals always leave pawprints in our hearts.

I lived through losing 20, yes, 20 cats.

It hurts like hell.

My prayers are with you Sal.

I'm reminded of a line in the film Little Big Man where the Indian Chief who was preparing to die sniffs the air, looks around and says something like "today...is a good day to die". That line has always stuck with me.

Looks like Munchie decided to pick a good day to die. A last fabulous summer, one final wonderful day, then a quick passing with the one he loved to hold him close. Doesn't get much better than that!

Doesn't make it any less painful I know.

I got forwarded this in an email recently, and I figure it sums up dogs well. Yeah, it's syrupy and probably not a true story, but it sounds right.

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A Dog's Purpose? (from a 6-year-old).

Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog's owners, Ron, his wife Lisa, and their little boy Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.

I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn't do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.

As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.

The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker's family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.

The little boy seemed to accept Belker's transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker's Death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives.

Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, ''I know why.''

Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I'd never heard a more comforting explanation. It has changed the way I try and live.

He said, "People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life -- like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?'' The Six-year-old continued,

''Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don't have to stay as long.''

Live simply.

Love generously.

Care deeply.

Speak kindly.

Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like:

When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.

Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.

Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure Ecstasy.

Take naps.

Stretch before rising.

Run, romp, and play daily.

Thrive on attention and let people touch you.

Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.

On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.

On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.

When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.

Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.

Be loyal.

Never pretend to be something you're not.

If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.

When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle them gently.

ENJOY EVERY MOMENT OF EVERY DAY!


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RIP MUNCHIE.

Thanks Dave. Yeah the summer was awesome -- one of those live each day like it's your last kinds of seasons. One of those kinds of last days, too.