Topic: A Dog's Purpose

[Bo D]

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       A Dog's Purpose (from a 6-year old).

Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolf hound named Belker. The dog's owners, Ron, his wife Lisa, and their little boy Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.

I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn't do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.

As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.

The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker's family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.

The little boy seemed to accept Belker's transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker's Death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives. Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, 'I know why.'

Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I'd never heard a more comforting explanation.

He said, 'People are born so that they can learn how to live a good Life -- like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?' The Six-year-old continued, 'Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don't have to stay as long.'

Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like:

When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.

Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.
Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure Ecstasy.

Take naps.

Stretch before rising.

Run, romp, and play daily.

Thrive on attention and let people touch you.

Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.

On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.

On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.

When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.

Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.

Be loyal.

Never pretend to be something you're not.

If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.

When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle them gently.

ENJOY EVERY MOMENT OF EVERY DAY!



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[Bo D]

Didn't want this to get lost in the noise here.

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[libby]

What a great story,  Bo! 

My sweet dog, who grew up with my children, died several years ago at about age 14. I found her on the side of the road in a cardboard box while walking early one morning. She was just a tiny ball of fur. I took her home, fixed her a bed in my kitchen, fed her some milk, left more plus water, and went to work. My son called later, all excited, and said, "Mom, there's an Old English Sheepdog puppy in our kitchen!"

When she got bigger and began barking, I got a notice from my landlord (I was living in an apartment) that I'd have to get rid of the dog or move. Of course I moved. And never once regretted it.

libby

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[moondance27]

Our grand dog Barbie, is at the vet's right now, we are waiting for the results, it's either a raging infection or osteosarcoma.  She is 9 and we have had her since she was 5 1/2 weeks old.  I had to teach her how to eat solid food when my daughter first brought her home.  She's been a great dog.  Hopefully it will be an infection and all will be well. 

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[libby]

Moon, I hope so, also. 

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[Duke Jupiter]

Ain't dogs grand? I sure hope Barbie gets well soon.

Best regards,
Duke (dogs are indeed the best of friends) Jupiter


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[Graybeard]

Our family has always been flush with animals, from livestock to cats and dogs. Currently, there's no livestock, but three cats and two dogs. I can't imagine not having any. I will say though, that every once in awhile you'll have one that is just plain mean. We had this one horse when I was a teenager that was like that, but also great fun. Whenever my flatlander cousins would come for a visit we made sure horse riding was on the agenda. This one horse we called Silver, just like the one the famed masked man rode, would run like dickens whenever someone got on him and was scared. He wouldn't run for us at all, but seemed to sense the fear in my cousins and would give them a terrorizing ride. I guess we were mean too, cause we enjoyed it as much as Silver seemed to. 

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[wvchat]

I'm kinda mad at my poochie right now she just got sprayed by skunk, again.  She did this once last summer.  9:30 at night and I'm out deskunking.     Worst thing is first she stank now we both do. 

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[libby]

LOL.  Sorry you stink, WV, but that is a funny story.

You never know what dogs will do.  After I had to move out of my apartment because of my dog, Patch, I rented a townhouse with a fenced back yard and doghouse which she claimed, but only used during the day. She slept in the house with us. One day after I got home from work I went out to say hello to her, then went in and started dinner. The next morning when I was leaving for work, I couldn't find my keys, so used the spares. Usually when I lose my keys I find them tucked away somewhere, but this time I didn't, so forgot about them. Months later I was out in the back yard clearing a spot to plant something in a corner of the yard farthest from the doghouse, and  as I dug a hole my shovel hit something. It was my keys! The only explanation I could think of was that I'd dropped them and Patch, who liked to bury little treasures (usually a bone) had found them and put them there for safekeeping. 

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[wvchat]

This is stinky,  I mean cha cha.  She should have been named Trouble with a capitol T.
In to everything and must have a thing for skunks.  I'm thinking I should buy stock in Peroxide and baking soda companies. 

She likes to bury things too and  she has this thing for sticking her nose in the ground and snorting dirt,  gets deep in her nose and she snorts for days.  Mole hunting, I suppose.
I hope she never gets the idea to bury my keys though because I'm afraid I'm not that organized that I would be able to find another set if I had one.   

Moon,  how is Barbie?

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[Bo D]

I will say though, that every once in awhile you'll have one that is just plain mean. We had this one horse when I was a teenager that was like that, but also great fun.

I grew up with cows, horses, pigs, chickens, geese, etc. We had two horses that we rode and sometimes used for light plowing.

One horse was as sweet and gentle an animal as has ever lived. Even when we were little kids, we could just go out in the field and climb up for a bareback ride.

The other horse was as mean as a snake. Sneaky mean! He would let you saddle him and ride for a while, but then he would brush up against a tree or go under a low hanging limb to try to knock you off. If that failed he would try to reach around and bite.

Those were glory days!

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[Graybeard]

I will say though, that every once in awhile you'll have one that is just plain mean. We had this one horse when I was a teenager that was like that, but also great fun.

I grew up with cows, horses, pigs, chickens, geese, etc. We had two horses that we rode and sometimes used for light plowing.

One horse was as sweet and gentle an animal as has ever lived. Even when we were little kids, we could just go out in the field and climb up for a bareback ride.

The other horse was as mean as a snake. Sneaky mean! He would let you saddle him and ride for a while, but then he would brush up against a tree or go under a low hanging limb to try to knock you off. If that failed he would try to reach around and bite.

Those were glory days!

Ain't that the truth!

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[~*A*W*~]

Every now and then I find a treasure among all the junk in my inbox ....

....................................



       A Dog's Purpose (from a 6-year old).

Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolf hound named Belker. The dog's owners, Ron, his wife Lisa, and their little boy Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.

I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn't do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.

As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.

The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker's family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.

The little boy seemed to accept Belker's transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker's Death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives. Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, 'I know why.'

Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me. I'd never heard a more comforting explanation.

He said, 'People are born so that they can learn how to live a good Life -- like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?' The Six-year-old continued, 'Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don't have to stay as long.'

Remember, if a dog was the teacher you would learn things like:

When loved ones come home, always run to greet them.

Never pass up the opportunity to go for a joyride.
Allow the experience of fresh air and the wind in your face to be pure Ecstasy.

Take naps.

Stretch before rising.

Run, romp, and play daily.

Thrive on attention and let people touch you.

Avoid biting when a simple growl will do.

On warm days, stop to lie on your back on the grass.

On hot days, drink lots of water and lie under a shady tree.

When you're happy, dance around and wag your entire body.

Delight in the simple joy of a long walk.

Be loyal.

Never pretend to be something you're not.

If what you want lies buried, dig until you find it.

When someone is having a bad day, be silent, sit close by, and nuzzle them gently.

ENJOY EVERY MOMENT OF EVERY DAY!

 


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