Cross your fingers for Lizzie please

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I feel like i need to say this just because I'm so mad at this whole thing. Fucking cancer....I'm so sick of it. It's taken my Grandfather, my Dad, now Lizzie. I'm so fucking sick of this disease. it rips my guts out time and time again. i realize that its all part of life....you get old and die. But when you have healthy people/animals and then all of a sudden, their world gets rocked in such a major way, it just hurts so damn much. All I wanna do is give her any comfort I can.....but then I have this anger in the pit of my stomach too. I need to go beat the fuck outta something.
 

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bart....so sorry to hear that you didn`t get the news you`d hoped to get....reading your posts i feel like i was punched in the stomach...hard to respond to your post...

but it reminds me of one of the really big arguments i had with my old lady many,many years ago...i thought that it was important that a child should raise a pet..to help them learn the lesson of compassion..empathy...concern for another`s welfare...kindness and responibility...and i also thought that, even though traumatic,it was important that a child learn about loss...we all have to deal with it in our lives...no way around it...i lost my only brother and mother these last few years.....

it`s the hardest part of life...and i thought that the eventual,inevitable loss of a pet would help our lil dude down the road....

well,i learned that i was wrong about the last part...you can`t immunize anybody from the prospect of losing someone you really care about...

you`ve been blessed with lizzie...truly blessed...and she`s been blessed to have been fortunate enough to have been picked by you...

what more could any pet or owner ever ask?...to be a comfort to one another at all times....and the last friend when everyone else abandons you...

and i know you wouln`t trade your time with lizzie for anything...

dude...you have a lot to be thankful for...and it isn`t over(hopefully by a long shot)....she`s still here...i hope she hangs around for a long time....

if theres anything i can do,don`t hesitate.....



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wow,

how can any words supply the comfort you need when all you really want is your dog back. I had a queensland healer who thought she could fly, jump out of the back seat of my truck, and I clipped her with my rear tire, and I had to break her neck to end it. Too much suffering with me and dogs, but I have Jack Russell Terrorist who is my best bud, and I don't know I would react to losing her. I guess it's best to remember the good times.

Positve thoughts your way
 

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Just to share the Lizzie story....

Lizzie is a rescue. My Mom used to work at a vet's office and she told me about this cute little black lab mix puppy that someone had brought in. The person that brought her in didn't want her. They had just found her roaming the countryside with 2 other "siblings." one sibling got hit by a car and the other never got caught and ran off. So Lizzie was the survivor.

Anyways, since the person who brought her in didn't want her, technically, she was supposed to be put down. Mom however knew that i might be interested in such a sweet demeanored dog. At the time, I was out of a job....so of course I needed a dog right? I came in to meet Lizzie and she was absolutely adorable. She had some trust issues (still does to this day actually), but she was totally sweet. I took her home to give it a try and see how things would work. Well they couldnt have been better. She clung to me. I instantly became Daddy....the one she trusted more than anyone in this world. To this day, she's the same little puppy girl that I saw for the first time in the vet's kennel. She still has the same sweet brown eyes that stare back at me in such a loving way. To say that she has me wrapped around her little paw is a total understatement too. She sleeps in the bed everynight at my feet, and is always there in the morning to greet me. When I come home from work, she's always at the door wagging her tail......almost like she's waiting to tell me about her big day of sleeping and being lazy. But ya know....I wouldnt have it any other way.
 

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bart....so sorry to hear that you didn`t get the news you`d hoped to get....reading your posts i feel like i was punched in the stomach...hard to respond to your post...

but it reminds me of one of the really big arguments i had with my old lady many,many years ago...i thought that it was important that a child should raise a pet..to help them learn the lesson of compassion..empathy...concern for another`s welfare...kindness and responibility...and i also thought that, even though traumatic,it was important that a child learn about loss...we all have to deal with it in our lives...no way around it...i lost my only brother and mother these last few years.....

it`s the hardest part of life...and i thought that the eventual,inevitable loss of a pet would help our lil dude down the road....

well,i learned that i was wrong about the last part...you can`t immunize anybody from the prospect of losing someone you really care about...

you`ve been blessed with lizzie...truly blessed...and she`s been blessed to have been fortunate enough to have been picked by you...

what more could any pet or owner ever ask?...to be a comfort to one another at all times....and the last friend when everyone else abandons you...

and i know you wouln`t trade your time with lizzie for anything...

dude...you have a lot to be thankful for...and it isn`t over(hopefully by a long shot)....she`s still here...i hope she hangs around for a long time....

if theres anything i can do,don`t hesitate.....



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Great post and great advice as well
 

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Bart,

I am so, so sorry to hear your bad news. I only hope that Lizzie has more time than you think left, and that she can be made comfortable.

Losing a pet is just devastating...no way around it. However, you gave Lizzie an amazing 11 years and it's not over yet.

I will be thinking of you and hoping for the best for you to get through this time. I'm sending Jack my new email address, drop me a line if you want to chat...

Kelly
 

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bart....so sorry to hear that you didn`t get the news you`d hoped to get....reading your posts i feel like i was punched in the stomach...hard to respond to your post...

but it reminds me of one of the really big arguments i had with my old lady many,many years ago...i thought that it was important that a child should raise a pet..to help them learn the lesson of compassion..empathy...concern for another`s welfare...kindness and responibility...and i also thought that, even though traumatic,it was important that a child learn about loss...we all have to deal with it in our lives...no way around it...i lost my only brother and mother these last few years.....

it`s the hardest part of life...and i thought that the eventual,inevitable loss of a pet would help our lil dude down the road....

well,i learned that i was wrong about the last part...you can`t immunize anybody from the prospect of losing someone you really care about...

you`ve been blessed with lizzie...truly blessed...and she`s been blessed to have been fortunate enough to have been picked by you...

what more could any pet or owner ever ask?...to be a comfort to one another at all times....and the last friend when everyone else abandons you...

and i know you wouln`t trade your time with lizzie for anything...

dude...you have a lot to be thankful for...and it isn`t over(hopefully by a long shot)....she`s still here...i hope she hangs around for a long time....

if theres anything i can do,don`t hesitate.....



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Incredibly well said.

I have lost the people closest to me at a young age. I'm almost ashamed to say it, but losing my german shepherd Thor a few years back rocked me almost as hard. Every day I still miss him and wish it were different. He helped me through very difficult times.
I hope you can somehow enjoy the time you have left, and you never know, it could be alot longer than you think.
Spoil your little baby and cherish every moment.
We don't know each other, but like it has been said before, if I can help anyway, I will.
God Bless and appreciate ever moment that you can and remember all of the love that you have expeienced, it will help in moments of grief.
:)
good luck Bart
 

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Well....the cytology report got back way quicker than expected. The vet called about an hour ago with the news I didn't want to hear. Lizzie does indeed have cancer. The vet couldnt tell me much more than that. I have now been referred to a vet specialist in the area that will be able to tell me more and what I can do to at least make her life more comfortable. Not having the deepest of pockets....there's not much I can do for her other than just hope they can give her some pills for pain and maybe to help reduce the swelling of her glands some.

I can't tell you all how utterly devastated I am right now. Lizzie has been with me for the past decade of my life and she's been nothing but a 100% light of my life. It's so hard to even look at her right now....knowing that there is a countdown to how long she has left. I could give you all the "it's not fair speach" but it's been said a million times before now. Here i am crying and she's the one licking my face and trying to comfort me. Way to stay strong for her right? I'm mad, sad, hurt, upset, disappointed, and any other hurt word you can think of. She's gonna feel like a queen for the rest of her time. Big menu for her.....the skies the limit.

I can't believe I am losing my baby


sorry Bart. Just make sure she gets her bucket list in. Spend all the time you can
 

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Cant sleep. Been doing lots of research about lymphoma in dogs. From everything I have read, nothing is comforting me. Sounds like I have a month or two left with her tops, unless chemotherapy is used. And for me, that's not really a viable option financially. It pains me to say that because I would rather live with no creature comforts than lose Lizzie. I am going to look into anything I can, but I know the window is closing. From what I have read, clinical trials are done with little to no cost if you can find a veterinary university nearby. I'm gonna explore that option as well.

I'm smart enough to know that there are diminishing marginal returns here. When is enough....enough right? I won't be the guy that tries to hang on to every second to her detrement. But I just feel like I can't give up yet. She means too much to me to just throw my hands up
 

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hang tuff Bart..

Thanks OS. Hope things are well your way. I know you, too, are dealing with tough times. You've been in my thoughts as well.

And to everyone, thanks again for all the kind words and thoughts. I know I've rambled a lot on here but this has really been my outlet for release. i'm just a big ol soft-hearted guy...so times like this really really hurt.

On a positive note....Lizzie really likes chicken Mcnuggets :)
 

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Bart,

If you need a pill crusher for meds,
let me know. Contact me. Info on
profile page, email same as yahoo messenger
****@yahoo.com

Peas on Earth
 

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Prayers go out to you and Lizzie. I had to put my dog down 2 years ago (hips gave out). Hardest thing I've ever done, and first time I cried in 20 years since my Dad passed away from cancer. Yesterday would have been his 15th birthday, not many days go by where I don't think of my best bud.
Take care Bro.........

PS: She has good tastes, I like McNuggets also....
 
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Hate to hear this, I have two black lab mixes myself and them getting old is not something I look forward to. Praying for the best.
 

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Who is the better traveling partner?

I've travelled hundreds of thousands of miles in cars with just my wife, Suzette, and with just my dog, Blue. Who is a better traveling partner?

Well, they both have their drawbacks, but why dwell on the negatives when the positives are so plentiful.

Pros to traveling with wife

Wife doesn't drool on the seat. Wife is sexy. Wife doesn't smell water three miles away and beg to go swimming EVERY SINGLE TIME. Wife is softer. Wife is warmer. Wife doesn't bark out windows. Wife really makes me laugh. Wife doesn't snore. Wife has ways to keep me awake on the road at night. Wife doesn't randomly itch and snort uncontrollably in the middle of the night. Wife smells better. Wife is nicer to look at. Wife doesn't hog the entire bed. Wife can hand me things while I'm driving. Wife is a good conversationalist. Wife points out cool stuff to see that I miss. Wife shares memories later. Wife doesn't shove her feet and nails into my back while I'm sleeping. Wife throws Frisbees back. Wife is entertaining. Wife doesn't get fleas. Wife doesn't need to sneak into hotel rooms.

Pros to traveling with dog

Dog food is cheaper than wife food. Dog is extremely patient. Dog is fine only visiting my side of the family every single time. Dog is a GREAT listener. Dog is fine with all my bad decisions. Dog can get ready in 3.2 seconds. Dog never complains. Dog only goes when we stop instead of we stop for him to go. Dog doesn't mind if we pull over for photography every 35 minutes. Dog is never mad at me. Dog scares bad people away (wife attracts them). Dog will sleep next to me in the car overnight. Dog sees no wrong. Dog doesn't need A/C or heat. Dog doesn't care if we're late. Dog plays Frisbee for hours. Dog doesn't hog the covers. Dog is never offended. Dog always thinks I'm the greatest thing since cheese stuffed pizza crust.
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make the best of your time with Lizzie ppabart
 

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My Favorite True Dog Loyalty Story

In Edinburgh, Scotland 1856, wherever Auld Jock (John Gray) went, his best friend, Bobby, followed close behind. In just a few short years, the two developed quite a friendship as constant companions. In 1858 Auld Jock fell ill with tuberculosis and died, leaving Bobby all alone in the world.

He was buried at Greyfriar's Kirkyard cemetery with nobody but the gravedigger and his faithful furry companion, Bobby, attending the funeral. There was a ban on dogs entering the cemetery and despite efforts to prevent him, Bobby would find a way to sit next to Auld Jock every day.

During 1867, it looked like for a while that Bobby, without an owner, would be taken off the streets and be put to sleep. Thankfully, Edinburgh's Lord Provost, Sir William Chambers stepped in and paid for Bobby's dog license renewal, to which he became a ward of the city's council.

For 14 years, Bobby could be found at his best friend's gravesite. To sustain him during his long vigils at the cemetery, he would receive a meal daily at 1 p.m. at the Greyfriar's Dining Room. In 1872, when Bobby died, he was buried beside the grave of his adored Auld Jock, having been awarded ?Freeman of the City' status. Having touched the hearts of all who knew him and his plight to watch over Auld Jock, Greyfriars Bobby was the only dog ever to have been awarded this.

The Scotsman newspaper archives reveal the obituary of a Skye Terrier on January 17th, 1872 and a statue was erected in his honor. Upon it reads, "Greyfriars Bobby. Died 14th January 1872 aged 16 years old. Let his loyalty and devotion be a lesson to us all."

By the way, if you ever wonder who has the more unconditional love for you, put your spouse and your dog in the trunk of the car for one hour. When you open it, who's still happy to see you?
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"Beau"
by Jimmy Stewart

He never came to me when I would call
Unless I had a tennis ball,
Or he felt like it,
But mostly he didn't come at all.

When he was young
He never learned to heel
Or sit or stay,
He did things his way.

Discipline was not his bag
But when you were with him things sure didn't drag.
He'd dig up a rosebush just to spite me,
And when I'd grab him, he'd turn and bite me.

He bit lots of folks from day to day,
The delivery boy was his favorite prey.
The gas man wouldn't read our meter,
He said we owned a real man-eater.

He set the house on fire
But the story's long to tell.
Suffice it to say that he survived
And the house survived as well.

On the evening walks, and Gloria took him,
He was always first out the door.
The Old One and I brought up the rear
Because our bones were sore.

He would charge up the street with Mom hanging on,
What a beautiful pair they were!
And if it was still light and the tourists were out,
They created a bit of a stir.

But every once in a while, he would stop in his tracks
And with a frown on his face look around.
It was just to make sure that the Old One was there
And would follow him where he was bound.

We are early-to-bedders at our house--
I guess I'm the first to retire.
And as I'd leave the room he'd look at me
And get up from his place by the fire.

He knew where the tennis balls were upstairs,
And I'd give him one for a while.
He would push it under the bed with his nose
And I'd fish it out with a smile.

And before very long
He'd tire of the ball
And be asleep in his corner
In no time at all.

And there were nights when I'd feel him
Climb upon our bed
And lie between us,
And I'd pat his head.

And there were nights when I'd feel this stare
And I'd wake up and he'd be sitting there
And I reach out my hand and stroke his hair.
And sometimes I'd feel him sigh
and I think I know the reason why.

He would wake up at night
And he would have this fear
Of the dark, of life, of lots of things,
And he'd be glad to have me near.

And now he's dead.
And there are nights when I think I feel him
Climb upon our bed and lie between us,
And I pat his head.

And there are nights when I think
I feel that stare
And I reach out my hand to stroke his hair,
But he's not there.

Oh, how I wish that wasn't so,
I'll always love a dog named Beau.

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