Arfie, In Loving Memory


Standard Schnauzer/Miniature Poodle
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Nicknames:
Nose, Fee, Arf

Badges:
Rainbow Bridge
Birthday:
December 23rd 1991

Likes:
being near his family

Pet-Peeves:
the garbage

Favorite Food:
chicken, tomato sauce, apples

Favorite Walk:
park

Bio:
Arfie was born in October and died the morning of July 20, 2007 when he was 15 years old and weighed 23 lbs. Almost two years ago he was diagnosed with kidney disease. IF YOU HAVE ANY QUESTIONS ABOUT KIDNEY DISEASE PLEASE LEAVE ME A MESSAGE! Arfie had given me a wonderful almost 16 years. I have so many good memories of him and immeasurable love. His distinct and strong personality, his gentle nature with children and other animals, his funny quirks and habits, the ways he always showed his love, live on.

Forums Motto:
Schnoodle

The Groups I'm In:
Doodle Daycare, Raw Fed

The Last Forum I Posted In:
Hypothetical Menu for the Week

I've Been On Dogster Since:
July 21st 2007 More than 6 years!

Rosette, Star and Special Gift History

Dogster Id:
588913


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Jessica CGCHenry CGCBellaGracie, In
Loving Memory

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I MISS YOU ARFIE


My Rainbow Bridges Adam, Arfie, and Gracie

January 18th 2010 8:38 pm
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Until we meet again...
http://www.indigo.org/rainbowbridge_ver2.html

 

2 years

July 28th 2009 10:26 am
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I was reading another dogsters journal entry. Her dog recently passed on to the rainbow bridge. She wrote about crying. Suddenly my own memory was vivid in my mind, of myself crying in the car on the way to the animal hospital, my Arfie's seizure-wracked body in my lap. I had really let out the wails when his seizures slowed, each one slower, rhythmically. Like his heart beat, slowing. He stopped moving right as the car pulled into the hopsital parking lot. What went through my mind? I wanted to save him, my old dog. It was purely a selfish instinct. I jumped out of the car, racing up the steps with him in my arms. "Not yet, we can lower your kidney enzymes yet, make them better" no, we couldn't have. And his body had suffered enough.

I usually don't think about that time anymore. When it first happened, I thought about it often. Two years later, when I think of Arfie it's never of his old, arthritic body. Or the hours I spent giving him sub-q fluids while he patiently sat for me. Or of him getting stuck somewhere or wandering, because of his dementia and loss of mobility and eyesight. Or the medications and weekly vet visits. My memories of him always go to the good times. His many long healthy years.

I'm taking my dogs to a beach today. Arfie has seen it. And I think he'll see it with us today.

 

In memory

September 18th 2008 10:05 am
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It seems like the right time to make a tribute entry for Arfie. I've realized how stiff and old his joints were after I rescued the puppies. And I realized the signs he was giving me that it was time to go. But even though those are the most recent memories of him, they were just the end stage of his life and his life was composed of many more stages and alot of personality and love. True, he couldn't get along with any dog bigger than he was. But he was so tender and gentle to smaller dogs, animals and especially children. Being a mini poodle mix, most people don't think they're good with kids but Arfie was. He was my velcro like Jessie is now. I still feel like he's not far from me. Sure there was that period most pet owner's experience when their beloved pet dies and for a second you think you hear your dog's footsteps or see his shadow passing. I love the Rainbow Bridge poem and idea. Arfie is always part of me and part of nature so it's only the physical that I'll meet again at Rainbow bridge.

 
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