Like yesterday. It was dry in Harvard, but halfway home started raining so hard I needed front and rear wipers going. Then came the ice. When I got home, walking on the driveway to get to the mailbox was treacherous to say the least. Gary says when he got to school down in DeKalb it was even worse: cars parked on the top level of the parking ramp
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:o) 14 is pretty darn good: only one of our dogs made it that far. My sister had one that made it into her late teens if not early twenties. Sweet little pup was stone deaf and her whole face was pure white at the end.
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sounds like you ate well :) give your pup a hug :)
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None of my dogs have reached that benchmark yet although there I do hope that the old one I have left will live that long. She's eleven years old and is doing pretty good for a dog the weighs over one hundred pounds(my avatar is a pic of her).
I did lose one old friend this past summer though; she was around twelve years old and was doing well enough for a big dog (She was an Alaskan malamute) until cancer of the spleen took her.
I did bring home a pup several months back. That did wonders for both the health and mood of the old dog, who seemed to mourn the loss her old friend as much as I did.
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You only get to know them and really grow close and then they're gone it seems. Your old girl is kinda hefty. Is she husky or malamute? I like the "self-satisfied" expression in the photo.
We lost our favorite golden retriever to cancer of the spleen. He was just nine years old at the time, and we had no clue anything was wrong until he just suddenly quit eating. It's certainly difficult. Every time, I cry and mope and say "no more dogs" but in a few months another one appears...
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104lbs of purebred Alaskan Malamute, and the biggest goof in the world. I have a real love for the breed and she is the second one I've had.
Dogs don't live long enough for sure, but I'm not sure I'd want them to live much longer. Even after ten or twelve years it is incredibly hard to say goodbye. I think it would only become more difficult to let them go if their lives were longer...
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I don't know either breed really well, alas, beyond the "Ooh, pretty dog," and *pet pet*. They aren't so common down here, probably because our summers can be pretty steamy, though I guess some folks just up into Wisconsin are doing the sled racing thing.
The retrievers and the herding dogs are more familiar to me, but when you get past the appearances and the superficial urges that have been selected into different breeds, dogs are all the same wolf underneath. Smart, loyal, good communicators and even listeners. As I said, no matter how much it hurts at times, I can't live without them.
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So who ends up being at fault if a car slides due to ice in a parking garage and hits another?
Simon is probably in the same boat as my cat, she now has fits if she hears a crackling papery sound.
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