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Max
Nov.
25, 1993 ---- Aug. 4, 2000
Lhasa
Apso / Shih Tzu
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I
had lost my dog
Squirt to cancer
she was 15 yrs.
She
was part
Pekinese and
part Lhasa Apso.
I missed her so
bad and figured
no more as the
hurt's too great
and no
replacement
would ever take
her place.
Then one day I
saw an ad in
the paper, Lhasa/Shi
Tzu puppies for
sale. So we went
a hundred miles
just to look,
found the pups
mother
didn't
have enough milk
and had to be
taken.
I spotted this
very small black
and white fur
ball with legs,
picked him up,
with tears in my
eyes, it was
love at first
sight. We made a
bed for him
along side of me
on the floor, he
cried so hard, I
took him to bed,
laid him on my
shoulder, some
how he found my
ear, sucked on
it and went to
sleep. This he
did until he
started to get
teeth. Max slept
very close every
night until the
end. Squirt
never would go
to the shop with
me as she was
tender, couldn't
stand the noise
of the tools or
the sound I
would make if
something
didn't go right. However Max
would sleep
through it
all. About
five years ago,
I took sick, was
in bed for a
week Max slept
on my bed next
to me. The only
time he would
leave was, to go
potty. He
was not much of
a lap dog,
however if I
should get down
for some reason
or another would
sit on my lap
and look at me
with those big
brown eyes
trying to tell
me it was
ok. Or he
would get his
favorite stuffed
toy and lay it
at my
feet.
Since my
retirement, he
never was much
over 15 ft away.
We did so many
things together,
it is hard now
to do something
without memories of
having done it
before.
I thought he was
broke of leaving
the yard, or
chasing
squirrels
WRONG..
I
was away from
him no more than
three minutes, when
a motorist
stated he had just
hit my dog. He
had seen the
squirrel come
out of my yard
but never saw
the
dog until too
late. I rushed
out in time to
have him take
his last breath
in my arms. He
was hit in the head
and never
suffered.
I never
knew a 70 year
old
man could cry so
much or miss
some thing so
bad as I do Max.
Part of me died
the day he left
me.
I
miss you some
thing awful Max.
Dad
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Squirt
Pekinese / Lhasa
Apso
Sept. 1978 ---- Oct. 1993 |
The family in 1978, was going
to surprise me by giving me a replacement
dog for the one my son took when he moved into his own home. The
one they gave me was a Pekinese/Lhasa Apso.
At the time she was only 3 months old and it seemed no one else wanted
her as she was the runt of the litter. I never cared for a small
breed of dog, as I thought them to be nippy and loud. So I
rejected her for about two weeks. She took to me right away, I will
never know why as I ignored her...
Well, since my family had given her to me in good faith, I finally
gave her my best shot. I learned to love that little Angel more
than any other dog I ever had. I found just how wrong I was for
rejecting her those first two weeks.
Squirt was a very tender hearted dog, to
raise your voice to her would have been the same as hitting her (of
which I never would have done). In fact she would not come into
the shop with me, as the sound of the power tools or the noise I would
make if things didn't go as planned.
Squirt would not leave the yard unless a member of the family went
with her. It was the same when we went camping or visiting some
place. All I would do is tie her up where we were at for 1/2hr.
then turn her loose. She never wondered off more than 15 or so
feet. Never once did she bite or even growl at anyone. If
children would get rough with her, she would simply go under some
thing where they didn't fit and seem to laugh at them.
I was Chief of Police in this small town, I made her a car seat so she
could go out on patrol with me. She was no problem at all, in
fact good P.R. as people liked her.
During her 14th yr. her hearing and eye sight was failing her. I
though I would be her eyes and if the need be, would build her a wheel
chair. I would have gladly pushed her anyplace she would
have to go, as she had given me so much love all her life, it was my
turn to show her my great love.
Well, early in her 15th year, she was not feeling good at all.
My wife was going to take her to the Vet. I kissed her
goodbye as I had always done in the past, not knowing this was the
final goodbye and the last time I would ever see her as, the wife
called from the Vets, stating Squirt was full of cancer and had to be
put to sleep. I was in total shock and made one of the
biggest mistakes. That was to have the Vet dispose of her
remains. It has been 7 years since and every time I go by the
Vet clinic, I think of that mistake. It is said, in ones life
time, you are lucky to have had one real special pet; I have
been blessed with two.
Squirt and Max.
Max is another story.
In my eyes they were both saints. God Willing, I hope to be with both
some day.
I love and miss the both of you very much.
Dad |
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this
page is dedicated to my friends Leonard
& Carole,
and their beloved Max and
Squirt... |
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Midi
"Hope" performed by Margi
Harrell
Used
with written permission...thank you. |
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