We have
had some interesting dogs and medical problems, it's hard to write
them all. Herman's Great Dane, Freya, lived to be 13. What a
love...my daughter learned to love our Danes through her. While
studying to become a pharmacist she studied together on a bed that
Freya knew not to get onto......I have photos to prove that my
daughter changed that!
Her
little Dachshund, Asa , came to live with us during her college
years and lived to be 11 years old.
My
Dachshund, Willie, lived to be 15 even with epilepsy and blind with
cataracts. We had to put him down with our 13 year old German
Shepherd who developed hip dysplasia late in life.
Freya
almost died from grief and that is when we got our Dane, Sadie. She
mothered 2 litters and loved us for her 11 1/2 years. We know where
all but 2 of the puppies are and we kept one puppy from each litter.
Moose
lived with Wobbler's diagnosed at 3 and had 3 vertebra fused at WSU
and also lived through surgery for 2 bouts of torsion and still
lived to age 9. Letting him go was really hard, but letting him live
forever by donating him to WSU neurology department for study was a
good decision.

Bandit,
another Dane, was diagnosed with cancer in July of 2005 and after
removal of a fast growing tumor, he is still with us at age 9 1/2.

Our
first Dachshund in years, Julee, came to us and wasn't with us
long. God called her home at age 2 and she
died in my arms.
Another
Dane, Gwynn, grew up with Julee and missed her as much as we did.
They were sisters as much as any dogs could be.

The
empty gaping hole of losing Julee was filled with the love of
another Dachshund named Annie who is our little hunter. For now, we
have a little girl Dachshund needing trained. Her name is Sasha and
we hope to be able to keep her forever, but for now, she is still
the breeders. She will get us through losing Bandit in the next few
years to his cancer.
How do
you write about owning and losing a dog, or two, or three? You get
another little friend and love them for every minute you own them.
You train them to be good citizens and share them with people who
are not able to own a pet where they live. And they love you every
day, warts and all.