09 January 2013

All For A Dog.


Caramel
May 9, 2002 - January 6, 2013


We lost our beautiful Beagle this week.


Ty has been with her from the beginning.





We loved our "Caramel Girl."


Every last one...


...of us.


She HATED being bathed.

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She lived with constant teasing and joking...usually
inflicted by Kris and Ty.
(Here, the ol' saran wrap over the food trick.
On Anne Marie's blog, the ol' food
down a cup trick. It never ended...)


Our yard is small, but it was all hers.

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She was a Giants fan.
She had to be.


You know that phrase? 
"His bark is worse than his bite."
It was coined with her in mind.
It wasn't her fault.
She was born a Beagle.  Beagles have to bark!



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There were so many things that made us laugh...like
how she would scoot her behind back to sit on her cushion.



Her fur is growing back in this photo from one of nine
puncture wounds sustained from being attacked by a Pit Bull. 
She also survived jumping out of a moving truck, 
and being hit by a car.


We all loved her in our own way and for our own reasons. 
From my 'station' in the kitchen I could see her most of the
day.  I talked to her a lot.  I'm still talking to her...
"Hi Girl."  "Need some love?" "You need
a walk, little girl?" "Hello, little
Caramel girl."  I often felt like she was 
watching T.V. and her favorite show was me.
It's really the only "channel" she had during the day.




When she looked through this window...
all of our hearts would melt.


Playing with those cute ears of hers.  They
would often get "stuck" when she barked
and threw her head back.


Then, she became critically ill.  She died from liver failure.  We
knew there was a possibility for her to develop this condition, and 
she was taking some medication to help.  However, suddenly and
very quickly she went from having a "possible" condition to
dying from it.  We could tell she did not feel well, but believed she
had perhaps eaten something that made her sick.  On Sunday morning
she couldn't walk or stand up well.  It was startling, scary, and sad.

Kris, myself, Anne Marie and Ty were all with her when
she closed her eyes.  Call was with us via video/phone.
Every single one of us was a mess...we gave her our last
loves, pets, kisses...and tears.


  We had to choose between a $7,000.00 surgery that 
would likely include complications following...or letting her go.  
We chose to let her go.  Kris put together a little box to lay
her in.  Anne Marie picked out sparkly letters for her name.


We all agreed on a place in our yard that we
hope will be safe and peaceful.


Ty played his new small pipes.  Kris said a prayer.
(Listen HERE)


Today, Anne Marie and I planted flowers  in the place
where we layed her.  I picked out this little bird-bath and
Anne Marie picked out the sweet stone.


All for a dog?  
Yup.  All for a dog.  
Our little "Caramel girl."

When the body that lived at your single will,
With its whimper of welcome, is stilled (how still!)
When the spirit that answered your every mood
Is gone---wherever it goes---for good,
You will discover how much you care,
And will give your heart to a dog to tear.
~Rudyard Kipling 
The Power of the Dog~

 Video of "Ty's bagpipes for Caramel"
and others HERE