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"Here at The Bridge to greet the newest fur angels. Thank you for my pawsome wings, Kadie!"
Sex: Male Weight: 11-25 lbs
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"I'm a lucky dawg! The butiful Sweet Tweek Louise said she'll be my Valentine!*Happy Dance*"
"My purty Valentine, Ms. Sweet Tweek Louise. :)"
"Playin' video games with my peeps."
"Mmmmm! A new treat!"
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"Waiting nicely fur Mom to say "CHOW!""
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"Time to dig in! Happy Thanksgiving, everypup!
(L to R) Penny Ann, me, Daisy"
"I love to sing fur my momma!"
"Me and Penny chillin' on the couch" [See My DogsterPlus Photo Book]
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November 25th 1994
His family. Daisy and Penny. People. Playing in the water. Sleeping inside the pillow case - with the pillow.
Getting scolded. Fireworks petrified him. Not being the center of attention.
He loved to play tug with Penny and Daisy with any stuffed toy. He loved to tug my husband's pantleg or tug his socks off.
He loved any kind of people food.
Anywhere and everywhere.
Rooty could 'say' "Mama". He would 'grumble' for his treats. He could skip along barely using his back feet at all. He would go lick Penny's mouth if we told him to "Give your wife a kiss".
One day my husband and I had a half hour to wait for our younger son to get out of Kindergarten for the day, so we decided to go into a pet store to look at some goldfish. Well, we happened to see a teeny little male mini Doxie curled up on a rubber mat in a cage all by himself. He was shivering and he looked soooo forlorn. I asked the man working in the store why he didn't give the little puppy a soft towel or small blanket to lay on and cuddle in. He told us they wouldn't put blankets or towels in the cages because they would just get soiled! Well... DUH! That's when you remove it and put a CLEAN blanket in!!!! VOILA! I just could not stop thinking that the poor little puppy was sick or at the very least frightened and lonely.
My husband and I were in no position to be spending $300 on anything, let alone a new puppy, but we just could not leave the poor little guy there. We left a few minutes later with Rooty. A 2.5 pound, 10 week old, Mini Dachshund.
Sure enough, the very next day, little Rooty developed a cough. I took him to the vet where he was diagnosed with Bronchitis. We gave him medicine and cared for him (spoiled him BIGTIME) and it took about a month, but Rooty was finally all well and healthy. We took him everywhere with us in one of those little red plastic hand-baskets you find in the grocery stores, if you don't need a big cart.
Rooty turned out to be the sweetest little guy with the most charming and loveable personality. Rooty never knew a stranger and he adored children. He brought sooo much joy into our lives! Our sons and us loved him more than life itself!
When Rooty was 10 years old, in June of 2005, he became very sick. He stopped eating and drinking and became very weak and lethargic. Within a period of about two weeks, my sweet little guy went from being healthy and robust to being so weak that he couldn't even lift his own head.
Due to severe financial problems, the vet discouraged us from running tests and doing bloodwork, telling us that even then it was likely that we still wouldn't get a proper diagnosis and if we did, treatment would probably be prohibitively expensive. The vet was not willing to let us make payments.
After two weeks and three visits back to the vet, Rooty took an even bigger turn for the worse. We could no longer allow him to continue suffering as he was clearly not improving.
Our decision to have Rooty PTS is one that we never have been able to, or will be able to, forgive ourselves for. Looking back we should have looked harder for a vet who would have helped us and worked with us to save our sweet baby's life. I swear on my own life that nothing like that will ever happen to any of my furbabies ever again. I will do whatever I have to do to give my pets whatever treatment they may need to give them every chance to live a long, healthy and happy life. I still cry often, and my heart aches, when I think of that sweet little guy. He was my baby and I loved him sooo much. I can only pray that he forgives us. My heart will be broken forever over our sweet Captain Smelly.
I love to sing fur my momma!
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November 17th 2009 12:37 am
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Momma was just getting ready to call it a day and head for bed, so she did what she always does just after midnight and headed on over to Home Page to see who the lucky dawgs are who have received Dogster honors.
When she checked out Diary Central, there I was! Yup! Little, ol' Me! A Daily Diary Pick!
We even got a special email from HQ to let us know! Here's what it said...
Dogster wanted you to know that Rooty (forever in our hearts) is one of today's featured diaries and it will be displayed all day on our Diary Central page at http://www.dogster.com/diary/dcentral.php under 'Today's Picks'.
I know I know, we're barking like mad over here too!
Thanks so much for running with the Dogster pack and keeping a diary.
For the love of dog
My whole family and I are just bursting with pride! Thanks, HQ, fur choosing my Diary! Oh, what a Happy Day this is! I'm just sooo doggone excited! *spreads his wings and does a Loop-to-Loop*
While I have everywoof's attention, I'd like to wish all of my furbulous pals, including the big dogs at HQ, and their families, a very happy and blessed Thanksgiving. I hope you all get to be near the families and friends you love.
Angel hugs & Taterwags, Rooty aka Cap'n Smelly :)~
November 14th 2009 12:26 am
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Friend, please don't mourn for me
I'm still here, though you don't see.
I'm right by your side each night and day
and within your heart I long to stay.
My body is gone but I'm always near.
I'm everything you feel, see or hear.
My spirit is free, but I'll never depart
as long as you keep me alive in your heart.
I'll never wander out of your sight-
I'm the brightest star on a summer night.
I'll never be beyond your reach-
I'm the warm moist sand when you're at the beach.
I'm the colorful leaves when fall comes around
and the pure white snow that blankets the ground.
I'm the beautiful flowers of which you're so fond,
The clear cool water in a quiet pond.
I'm the first bright blossom you'll see in the spring,
The first warm raindrop that April will bring.
I'm the first ray of light when the sun starts to shine,
and you'll see that the face in the moon is mine.
When you start thinking there's no one to love you,
you can talk to me through the Lord above you.
I'll whisper my answer through the leaves on the trees,
and you'll feel my presence in the soft summer breeze.
I'm the hot salty tears that flow when you weep
and the beautiful dreams that come while you sleep.
I'm the smile you see on a baby's face.
Just look for me, friend, I'm everyplace!
November 14th 2009 12:20 am
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Dear Lord, please open your gates
and call St. Francis
to come escort this beloved companion
across the Rainbow Bridge.
Assign him to a place of honor,
for he has been a faithful servant
and has always done his best to please me.
Bless the hands that send him to you,
for they are doing so in love and compassion,
freeing him from pain and suffering.
Grant me the strength not to dwell on my loss.
Help me remember the details of his life
with the love he has shown me.
And grant me the courage to honor him
by sharing those memories with others.
Let him remember me as well
and let him know that I will always love him.
And when it's my time to pass over into your paradise,
please allow him to accompany those
who will bring me home.
Thank you, Lord,
for the gift of his companionship
and for the time we've had together.
And thank you, Lord,
for granting me the strength
to give him to you now.
- © Brandy Duckworth, 1998
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