Sex: Male Weight: 11-25 lbs
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The Stinker, Stinky Dinky, Dinkmeister, The Dinkinator, Tank, Shadow, Dinkyrama, Baby Boy, Dinkster, Dinky Winky
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Licking my face and FOOD
Men he doesn't know (I suspect he was abused by a man before I got him)
He doesn't like toys.
Name it. He once drank 32 ounces of maple syrup. The cupboards have since been Dinky-proofed.
He doesn't like walking much either. He'd rather be carried.
I took him in as a foster dog for dachshund rescue (http://www.daretorescue.com) thinking that I could resist him since in his pictures, he wasn't the most photogenic dog in the world. Famous last words. Now.. I love all my dogs, but Dinky has a special place. He's my heart and soul.
When I first got Dinky, I felt like I needed a restraining order from him. Back then, I couldn't even shower without him checking to make sure I hadn't disappeared down the drain or something. He still follows me almost everywhere (hence the nickname "Shadow" since that's what he is to me) although he's more secure about the shower.
Like I said, he's fearful of men when he first meets them (although he'll warm up greatly over time once his trust is earned) but he loves the ladies. Everyone who meets this chubby little dog just falls in love with him.
Dinky passed away on July 28, 2005 due to complications from surgery. I love him as a son. A piece of my heart has died today.
It's been over 10 months, and my heart still breaks when I think of how I was robbed of my little Stinker way too soon. I would do anything to feel that little tongue licking my face again. It's hard to believe, never again. Never again.
I lick, therefore I am.
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Our Beloved Pets at Rainbows Bridge, Rainbow Bridge Angel Babies, Weenie Lovers
I've Been On Dogster Since:
|March 31st 2004
||More than 11 years!
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July 22nd 2010 12:23 pm
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I can't believe it's been 5 years since you left me for the Bridge, little guy. I'll never forget your spirit and your devotion. You were the best dog anyone could have ever had. I still can't past this time of the year without shedding tears over losing you so unexpectedly.
July 28th 2009 4:36 pm
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He's still missed. I'm a mommy to a human baby now, but Dinky will always be my first "child." I wish my little girl had met Dinky. She would have adored that chubby little dog with the heart of gold.
August 1st 2008 10:20 pm
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It's been 3 years since we last saw each other, and I still miss you very much. I was just 2 weeks from starting nursing school when you died, and now that I have been a nurse for a year, I want you to know how much of a difference you've made in my life, and in the life of others. I wrote this in your memory:
I can attest that dogs can help people’s health. In my case, it is in a somewhat circuitous manner. Two and a half years ago my dog, a dachshund named Dinky, died suddenly after becoming sick. Losing him was devastating. I loved him like he was my own son. He was a rescue, and it seemed like his gratitude was etched in his eyes. I called him “my little shadow”–I couldn’t go anywhere without him following me. I had people comment on the connection the two of us shared. I’m not a believer in reincarnation, but it was hard not to imagine that we may have had a link in another life.
His illness and death happened two weeks before I started nursing school. Prior to his passing away, I had never had anyone go through a sudden illness and die. I was heartbroken. I did everything I could to save my little guy. He was in the “doggie ICU” and had the best veterinary care but finally his little body couldn’t take anymore and I had to let go. Now that I am a nurse, I can say that experience helps me in my nursing practice daily. I work in the ER, so I am confronted every day with scared families and patients. Prior to that, I wouldn’t have known what it feels like to be navigating a medical sea while attempting to interpret language I didn’t yet understand. I didn’t know how it felt to be helpless and not be able to fix him. I had never felt that horrible fear when possible death looms. Now, in my ER, when I see a family distraught over a sick family member, I remember how it felt to lose the thing that mattered the most to me, and my patience and empathy has no limit. If I hadn’t gone through that experience with Dinky, I know I would still be kind to my patients and their families, but I could not say I knew what it felt like to be in a similar situation. I know he made me a better nurse and a better person. My dog made me more human, and the lessons he taught me have no price. Unbeknownst to my patients, their health benefits in more ways than one because of this one little dog.
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