Bobby (In Loving Memory)

Irish Setter
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Home:Montreal, QC, Canada  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Male   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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Old Man, Zeidy Dog, Drooly Boy, El Señor Muchos Bobbos

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

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Quick Bio:
-purebred-dog rescue

February 15th 1983

Wiping his drooly face on my pants and then "laughing" and wagging his tail at my reaction. What a sense of humour!

Someone kicking him off HIS couch. Anybody touching his arthritic tail.

Favorite Food:
Anything that's human food...looks good!

Favorite Walk:
Chasing Tatianna around the dog park. :)

Best Tricks:
Sitting down or looking down when he would beg (because begging dogs don't get treats at my house). Consoling his humans when we were crying (especially when Princess died) by leaning in and giving us a big "hug", and making us smile through the tears.

Arrival Story:
While I was volunteering at the CSPCA after the Ice Storm of '98 in Montreal, Bobby's family abandoned him after boarding him there for free for two months. Their house burned down during the storm and they left him there so they could go to a human shelter, but they never came back to claim the 15 year-old dog. Bobby was so well behaved at the CSPCA that the personnel allowed him to walk around at night and sleep at their feet at the front desk. Bobby was dying of depression, had cataracts, and a bad case of hypothyroidism (with a receding furline on his back), but he was still the most charming dog there. The CSPCA allowed me to permanently "foster" the old guy. Since I already had an elderly collie at home, I brought Bobby home to give him a loving environment to die in. But once he realised what a good thing he had going for himself, he sprung back to life! When I took him home for the first time, he was really nervous. I calmed him down by sitting next to him on the cushion on my bedroom floor and sang to him. I know it's corny but the first song I sang him was "My Heart Will Go On" which is the theme song from the movie Titanic. He relaxed enough to lie down with his head in my lap. So that was "our song"... and I think of him whenever I find myself singing it.

We had Bobby for 10 wonderful months before we had to put him down when he developed Mega Esophagus and couldn't digest food anymore. We only had Bobby a short time, but the laughter and joy he brought to our family will live on in our hearts. :)

Forums Motto:
Need a hug?

The Groups I'm In:
Animal Rescue, Cesar's Dogster Pack, Luck of the Irish

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Special Setters: Furever in Our Hearts

I've Been On Dogster Since:
April 19th 2006 More than 10 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

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For the Love of Bobby

Forever in my heart

June 16th 2007 9:56 pm
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I was reminded of "Bobby" today -- the 15 year-old Irish Setter I saved from the SPCA after he was abandoned during the Ice Storm '98. He had hypothyroidism, so he had a receding furline up his back. He had a ratty looking, bony tail with arthritis. He had a big clunky head that he'd butt me with and lean in to give me a hug. He drooled all over my pants, and wagged his tail and wiped his nose on me if I said "eeewww!" When I lay down on the carpeted floor, his face would hover over mine with his soft ears touching my face, the folds of his skin hanging forward like a red, furry bloodhound. He did that because he knew it made me laugh.

Some people might have thought he was nothing much to look at, but he had a beautiful spirit that made his eyes glow. He was nice to everyone, but he claimed me as HIS human. He was beautiful to me.

[R.I.P. my beloved Bobby]



April 23rd 2006 6:08 pm
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~;@ In Memory of our Setters @;~

There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth.
It’s called the Rainbow Bridge because of its many colors.

When a beloved pet dies that has been especially close to someone here,
That pet goes to this place.
It is a land of meadows, hills and valleys with lush green grass.
All of our special friends run and play together.
There is always plenty of food and water and warm spring weather
And our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored
To perfect health and vigor;
Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again,
Just as we remember them in our dreams of years and times gone by.

The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing:
They miss that special person who loved them on earth
And who had to stay behind when the beloved pet went away.

But, each day, they run and play until the day comes
When one suddenly stops playing and looks up.
The bright eyes are intent! The nose twitched!
The ears are up! The body quivers!
And this one suddenly runs from the group;
His body flying over the green grass, his legs hurrying faster and faster!

You have been spotted!
And when you and your special friend finally meet again,
You cling together in joyous reunion:
The sweet loving kisses rain upon your face,
Your hands again caress the beloved head
And you look once more into the trusting eyes of your beloved pet,
So long gone from your life - but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross the Rainbow Bridge together,
Never again to be separated....

(Author unknown)

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