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(This message was edited by astephenson on 05-31-02 @ 4:38 pm EDT) I agree that losing a pet can be as bad as losing a family member and am really sorry about Belle. Sandy, my labrador, die on 13th May and I really miss him. The house is empty without him, and even though I know he's not there I still keep expecting to see him everytime I turn around. He was 14 when he died, which is a good age for a labrador. He'd had a stroke a year ago and recovered, but wasn't very active any more as a result. We took him to the vets to see if they could give him any more tablets, but he had been having major problems with car journeys since the first stroke. After leaving the vets I sat with him in the car whilst my mother (it takes two to carry a labrador in and out of a car) went and paid and he kept banging his head around. I had to hold him and talk to him, but he was shaking so badly... When we got him home he couldn't walk or see, and after getting him into the house finally it was obvious he'd had another bad stroke. All the vets could say on the phone was to see how he was in 24 hours so took turns to sit up with him 24 hours a day for the next 5 days. After that I was due to go on holiday - my first holiday in 2 years - and although I wanted to stay at home, my family wouldn't hear about it. So 3 days into my holiday I was told that my family had had Sandy put down whilst I was away. You can imagine that it wasn't a very fun holiday! Sandy had a good life. He was the most gentle natured creature you could ever imagine, who would quite happily let you put his hand in his mouth. He was pampered and loved all his life and I hope he's even more happy in heaven. But it's impossible to stop missing him.
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