Rhodesian Ridgeback
Picture of Trent, a male Rhodesian Ridgeback

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Home:Boonton, NJ  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Male   Weight: 100+ lbs

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   Leave a bone for Trent

Trent Dog, Pup-A-Lup-A-Pup, Hoover, Trentster, Garbage Gut, Flat Dog

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

Quick Bio:

November 2nd 1997

Eating anything that remotely looks or smells like food, snuggling with Mom under the covers, riding in the car

Ignoring him, when someone gives Mom a hug, not feeding him...CONSTANTLY

Favorite Toy:
The other dogs, anything with stuffing!

Favorite Food:
Hard one. Goose poop is definitely a delicacy. Anything in the garbage.

Favorite Walk:
Anyplace off leash and where there are animals to chase, Dog Park

Best Tricks:
Opening the door to the closet where his food is!

Arrival Story:
Once upon a time there was a girl who lived in a house, all by herself. She desperately needed a dog. She decided she wanted a Rhodesian Ridgeback, went to a breeder in New Jersey and asked for THE LARGEST OF THE LITTER. Boy did she get him and then some. But she was a much happier person with her new dog, Trent.

Trent is your typical hound i.e., always has a sad wrinkly face which looks like he has the weight of the world on his shoulders. Meanwhile, all he is really worrying about is when he is going to eat next. He does not have one aggressive bone in his body.

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I've Been On Dogster Since:
March 17th 2004 More than 12 years!

I Was In The:
2004-2005 Holiday
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Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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We'll Miss you :(

February 8th 2007 8:37 am
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Trent started showing signs of DM in January of 2005. The only way to prove or disprove DM was by performing an MRI. We were hesitant, since the cost of an MRI was $1,500. After months of watching Trent decline, we decided to go ahead with the MRI. To our surprise, the MRI disclosed a tumor on his spine. To me, this was good news, since the tumor was operable. We decided to go ahead with the operation in September of 2005, which, of course, was very costly. To our surprise and disappointment, Trent was left paralyzed after the surgery, but we still had hope. We brought him to physical therapy 3 days per week from October to January/February of 2006. We also brought him to acupuncture. At first, he started showing signs of improvement, but gradually the improvement decreased. We stopped physical therapy when we realized he would never walk again. We were devastated, as was Trent, but we were willing to trudge on. We bought a cart (wheel chair) for Trent which enabled him to go for walks. We also bought a couple of slings to bring him outside to do his business. Trent’s muscles began to deteriorate and eventually he became incontinent too, but he still had a great outlook on life. We bought diapers and ointments, as well as waterless shampoos to keep him spiffy and handsome. A year and one-half later, Trent was still around and still happy. Unfortunately, he was then diagnosed with congestive heart failure and within less than one week, he was gasping for breath and we knew it was time to let him go. Trent left us on January 30, 2007. We miss him very much.


My Tail of Devotion for Trent

July 5th 2006 12:42 pm
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I moved out of my parents' house at age 26 after purchasing my first home. Unfortunately, my father unexpectedly passed away the day after my closing. Shortly thereafter, Trent came into my life. He helped me make it through some difficult times. Now, I am going through a difficult time with my not-so-little boy. 9 short years and he is falling apart. As you can see from prior diary entries, Trent had a cist on his spine, which was removed by surgery. The surgery left him paralyzed. We took him to physical therapy three days per week and acupuncture, to no avail. He still cannot walk. Unfortunately, he is getting worse and cannot hold his urine/bowels. Everyone around me tells me to put him down, but I cannot let go. I love him so much and cannot think of life without him. He is funny and loving and a real pain in the butt, however, I wouldn't change a thing about him. I am not ready to let go, but don't want him to suffer. If only he could tell me what to do.

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The Good, The Bad & The Ugly

May 19th 2006 11:43 am
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Get the violins and tissues out; this is a tear jerker. I'm not sure why, but legs won't listen to me. I try to get them to walk, but they just lay there limp. Sometimes I even gnaw on them. I heard mom talking on the phone the other night. She didn't know I was eavesdropping. She was talking to the vet who performed the spinal surgery on me. It turns out, I'm never going to walk again. I also heard mom say that I still might have a degenerative disease, whatever that is. Mom decided to stop taking me to physical therapy and acupuncture, because the costs are excessive and it's not helping. I wish I could walk...but it's not going to happen. I've also had problems holding my urine/bowels. Mom tries to be patient, but I can tell she gets annoyed with me sometimes. I don't mean to poop on the couch or pee on the carpet. It just comes shooting out of me. I don't even realize it! Mom says that the only thing that keeps her going is that my spirit is still bright and happy. As long as I'm happy, that's all that matters to her. I wish everyone had a mom like me!

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