phantomblack
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This is still raw and hard for me to talk about. I chose here because of the like minded people on here. I know no one here, but many of the values that you speak about I share with you. Things like a love for nature, firewooding, family, things that go bang, beer, and dogs. This post is about dogs. In specifically, my little Millie she was our little yellow lab. Now she is our four legged angel.
My wife and I had to put down Millie Sunday night. She had most of her small intestine die due to it twisting. We got her to the emergency animal hospital within 3 hours of the onset of symptoms on Saturday night around 11:00 p.m. But as it turned out it was to late for her. When the surgeon opened her up we got the call we were afraid we were going to get, and had to say words that we never wanted to pass our lips. Millie was the perfect little labbie, she was our marshmallow. A super soft, extra loving, perfect little 52 pound girl. She was not my firewooding buddy, mostly because I did not want her to get into the saw or something of the like. But she was my buddy every night and morning when I went to fill the boiler. She was on my tractor with me whenever it was running, and if we did not let her in the tractor she was mad. That John Deere was hers in her opinion.
She was my companion, and one of my best friends. She struggled with digestive problems all of her 3 short years. But through all of it she was always full of love. She had kisses for you whenever you were with her. And she loved our "pack". She always needed a buddy. Whether it was my wife, our chocolate lab, our old coonhound, or myself. She was a perfect little girl. I could go on and on about her. If you are an animal person you know what I mean. Do me a favor and cherish someone special in your life tonight for her, my dear Millie. Three years is far to short, but 30 years is to short. Our "pack" is not nearly as cool as it was when she was around. My wife and I are really struggling with this. It gets a little better with each day, but it is hard to loose one of your best friends.
Rest in peace my dear, I love you. I'm not letting you go, you left tracks on my heart. You were a beautiful animal, with a huge heart, and a lot of love. Loosing you hurts more than I can explain. I hope you show up in my dreams, and some day we are reunited again. I love you my little Millie dog. View attachment 283035View attachment 283036View attachment 283037
My wife and I had to put down Millie Sunday night. She had most of her small intestine die due to it twisting. We got her to the emergency animal hospital within 3 hours of the onset of symptoms on Saturday night around 11:00 p.m. But as it turned out it was to late for her. When the surgeon opened her up we got the call we were afraid we were going to get, and had to say words that we never wanted to pass our lips. Millie was the perfect little labbie, she was our marshmallow. A super soft, extra loving, perfect little 52 pound girl. She was not my firewooding buddy, mostly because I did not want her to get into the saw or something of the like. But she was my buddy every night and morning when I went to fill the boiler. She was on my tractor with me whenever it was running, and if we did not let her in the tractor she was mad. That John Deere was hers in her opinion.
She was my companion, and one of my best friends. She struggled with digestive problems all of her 3 short years. But through all of it she was always full of love. She had kisses for you whenever you were with her. And she loved our "pack". She always needed a buddy. Whether it was my wife, our chocolate lab, our old coonhound, or myself. She was a perfect little girl. I could go on and on about her. If you are an animal person you know what I mean. Do me a favor and cherish someone special in your life tonight for her, my dear Millie. Three years is far to short, but 30 years is to short. Our "pack" is not nearly as cool as it was when she was around. My wife and I are really struggling with this. It gets a little better with each day, but it is hard to loose one of your best friends.
Rest in peace my dear, I love you. I'm not letting you go, you left tracks on my heart. You were a beautiful animal, with a huge heart, and a lot of love. Loosing you hurts more than I can explain. I hope you show up in my dreams, and some day we are reunited again. I love you my little Millie dog. View attachment 283035View attachment 283036View attachment 283037
