Always on My Mind

By: nrtiwlnvragn , 9:21 PM GMT on October 30, 2010

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It's now been a year two years three years four years since I origionally wrote this, yet you are.....














You came into my life when I met your previous owner and we got along pretty well. You were growing up in a house full of teenagers and their friends, and your lifestyle reflected theirs, late nights and a diet of pizza, burgers and tacos more than dog food. I cautioned that diet was not good for you, but I had no say in the matter.

There came a time when your owner could no longer care for you, and I was asked to take you as my own. We both had adjustments to make, I had never had an inside dog, you a diet more appropriate and an owner that was more of a morning person. You did adjust, but never changed that “I ain’t eatin that $&!%” look when I gave you your morning cup of “healthy weight” dry food. Eventually some time during the day you would eat it, perhaps knowing that in the evening you would get a can of the “good stuff”. You would still occasionally get some of the human food of your youth, but that was few and far between. You looked forward to being let out in the morning, but it had to be in the front yard, none of that fenced in back yard stuff. You knew your limit of how far from the house you could go, but would constantly test it, pausing at the boundary to look back and see if I was watching. If I was, you would linger for a while and then slowly come back to the house. If not, you were off until I noticed and always seemed to accept your “bad dog” lecture.

When you began to slow down some I thought it to be due to approaching your senior years, arthritis beginning to kick in. Your symptoms became more serious and initial tests only indicated a slight heart murmur. You initially responded well to medication, but that lasted only a few weeks. Further testing indicated some blood test issues and it appeared the heart murmur was getting worse. Ultrasound showed your heart to be strong, but revealed the cancer that was attacking your liver. A biopsy of the liver confirmed the ultrasound.

The last few weeks we had plenty of belly rubs, and you got to enjoy the human foods that you liked much more frequently. The chicken tenders and steak bones that this time had much more meat left around the bone.

The most important factor was your quality of life, and the time came I had to make the most difficult decision of my life.

Thank you for the years of love and companionship. I look forward to you greeting me on the other side of the “rainbow bridge”..

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9. WunderAlertBot (Admin)
4:10 PM GMT on November 30, 2013
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8. DaveFive
9:30 AM GMT on November 10, 2013
Hello nrtiwlnvragn, I'm Dave from San Jose, CA. I like the photos of your dog. The weather here has been dry for quite some time. Hope for precipitation soon.
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6. nrtiwlnvragn
1:14 AM GMT on November 12, 2012
Swampy,

Thanks for the kind words and story.
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5. swampliliy
12:58 AM GMT on November 12, 2012
This is one of my favorite storys, nrt. It is about a southern politician/lawyer in 1869 named George Vest. I hope you don't mind I posted it. It is taken from Wikipedia.

It was at this time in 1869 that Vest was asked to represent Burden and Old Drum in the case that would make him famous.

Vest took the case tried on September 23, 1870 in which he represented a client whose hunting dog, a foxhound named Drum (or Old Drum), had been killed by a sheep farmer. The farmer (Burden's brother-in-law) had previously announced his intentions to kill any dog found on his property; the dog's owner was suing for damages in the amount of $50, the maximum allowed by law.

During the trial, Vest stated that he would "win the case or apologize to every dog in Missouri." Vest's closing argument to the jury made no reference to any of the testimony offered during the trial, and instead offered a eulogy of sorts. Vest's "Eulogy on the Dog" is one of the most enduring passages of purple prose in American courtroom history (only a partial transcript has survived):





Gentlemen of the jury: The best friend a man has in this world may turn against him and become his enemy. His son or daughter that he has reared with loving care may prove ungrateful. Those who are nearest and dearest to us, those whom we trust with our happiness and our good name, may become traitors to their faith. The money that a man has, he may lose. It flies away from him, perhaps when he needs it the most. A man’s reputation may be sacrificed in a moment of ill-considered action. The people who are prone to fall on their knees to do us honor when success is with us may be the first to throw the stone of malice when failure settles its cloud upon our heads. The one absolutely unselfish friend that a man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him and the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous is his dog.
Gentlemen of the jury: A man’s dog stands by him in prosperity and in poverty, in health and in sickness. He will sleep on the cold ground, where the wintry winds blow and the snow drives fiercely, if only he may be near his master’s side. He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer, he will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounters with the roughness of the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master as if he were a prince. When all other friends desert, he remains. When riches take wings and reputation falls to pieces, he is as constant in his love as the sun in its journey through the heavens.

If fortune drives the master forth an outcast in the world, friendless and homeless, the faithful dog asks no higher privilege than that of accompanying him to guard against danger, to fight against his enemies, and when the last scene of all comes, and death takes the master in its embrace and his body is laid away in the cold ground, no matter if all other friends pursue their way, there by his graveside will the noble dog be found, his head between his paws, his eyes sad but open in alert watchfulness, faithful and true even to death.




Vest won the case (a possibly apocryphal story of the case says that the jury awarded $500 to the dog's owner) and also won its appeal to the Missouri Supreme Court. A statue of the dog stands in front of the Warrensburg, Missouri courthouse.
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4. swampliliy
12:43 AM GMT on November 12, 2012
Thanks for sharing this nrt.

I feel closer to my critters than to most people I know- their love and affection is unconditional and unending......they don't care if you're coming home from prison or congress, they just love us and trust us to do right by them (no matter how hard it is on us).
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3. mermaidlaw
11:51 PM GMT on October 28, 2011
So hard to read this nrt, as I have been there also! Your baby will wait for you!
God bless!
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2. nrtiwlnvragn
4:10 PM GMT on November 21, 2010
Thanks for the kind words atmo.
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1. atmoaggie
5:59 AM GMT on November 21, 2010
Well, nrt, I expect you know you made the right decision. "Sorry" seems such an understatement word...but, sorry, nonetheless, that you lost your friend.

Touching write up.
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