Misha - R.I.P.

German Shepherd/Chow Chow
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Home:Foster City, CA  [I have a diary!]  
Sex: Male   Weight: 51-100 lbs

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Mishi, Mish (pronounced "meesh")

Doggie Dynamics:
not playfulvery playful

April 1st 2002

Laying in the sun, belly rubs, taking walks

doesn't seem to have any

Favorite Toy:

Favorite Food:

Favorite Walk:
Anywhere outside. He gets excited when he sees his blue leash!

Best Tricks:
Sit, Down

Arrival Story:
We found Misha on Craigslist. His owner is moving to Switzerland for medical school and wanted to find a new home for his dog. He created an incredible website with detailed information on his dog, and we read it and were interested in Misha. We met Misha and welcomed him to our house a few weeks later. (We had to wait until we were back from a trip). Misha is still learning about our house, checking it out (and us) and seems to be slowly adjusting to a new environment. He does seem to miss his previous owner, because he returns to the door of the garage where he last saw him. We are giving him lots of love and attention (and walks) to welcome Misha to his new family.

Misha was rescued as a puppy in a shelter in Lake Tahoe by his first owner and was raised there and in Berkeley. Misha was well cared for and loved and enjoyed walking, running and hiking. Four years later, we adopted Misha & welcomed him in our lives.

Forums Motto:
Born to sniff

I've Been On Dogster Since:
July 2nd 2006 More than 9 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:

Meet my family
Queenie - We
Will Miss You
Oliver !

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January 11, 2013 - Misha will always be free

January 11th 2013 9:27 pm
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My daughter and I returned to Fort Funston in San Francisco, which was Misha's favorite place (no leashes, lots of fresh air, other dogs, ocean views and vegetation). We put Misha's ashes in the Pacific Ocean so Misha will always be free in spirit in his favorite place.

Misha, we will always miss you and are glad we got to know your kindness and sweetness in the 6 1/2 years you were with us.


The unexpected happened too soon

January 11th 2013 9:21 pm
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December 6, 2012

The day before, Misha vomited three times after dinner and would not take any snacks. He looked tired and when I took him for a walk, he walked hesitantly. I thought it was just a stomach illness and that he would be better in the morning. On December 6, he refused his breakfast which made me realize he needed to see a vet asap. Unfortunately his regular vet was out of the office so we saw another one. He looked at Misha's gums and said they were pale and anemic looking. He kept Misha there for several hours and ran blood tests and said the white blood cell count was high. He did an x-ray and saw that MIsha's heart was round and enlarged and there were lesions all over the inside of his chest. (He had surgery 2 weeks prior to remove a suspicious black mark on his chest which turned out to be melanoma, but the vet had taken it out along with surrounding skin so he thought he got it all out. Little did we know the melanoma was probably an external manifestation of what was going on inside). The vet told me that he was going to have a specialist come in to look at the x-ray so I raced back to see Misha but he died in less than an hour and before I could get there. What a shock. Misha was a noble dog, so regal in the way he sat and so loyal to us -- on unleashed walks at Fort Funston, he would always look for us and kept close to our side. My daughter, who always took Misha on these walks, was coming back from college that afternoon for winter break and it broke her heart to hear that Misha had died before she could see him again. It was the saddest Christmas we have ever had.


It is always Year of the Dog around here...

January 27th 2008 6:12 pm
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January 28, 2008

It's been 1 1/2 years since I arrived and I am still King of the House. (or maybe Top Dog???) I now have a friend named Oliver, otherwise known as Devil Dog. He is small and loud, quite the opposite of me. He wakes me up by barking at trucks or postal workers so I have to get up from my deep slumber to join him, otherwise I'll look bad. He gets a lot of attention which is good and bad...because although I like to be petted, I like to be left alone, too. Oliver keeps me on my toes, so I love him like a brother...from another mother (and father, ha-ha). We fight like siblings too. I like licking him because he's soft and cuddly but it grosses out the humans so they won't let me have my "Ollie-sicle". Oh well....

I am still enjoying the Beltran lifestyle which is eat, sleep, watch TV, and go out when we need more food....

My owners like it when I sit regally, like a king. So what if I cross my legs when I rest?? It's rather comfortable and royal, too.

Love and Licks,

PS I still miss my original owner but I think the new owners are doing a good job. More treats for them!

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