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They turned off my phone on the 7th, and were supposed to hook it up at my new home the same day. Here it is....First of JULY and I finally have a phone! I was just about to lose my mind. I am such a mouse potato! We had a rotten move. On the 8th, our chocolate lab/german shorthair cross, Kate was killed by a hit and run driver. They ran over her right in front of my eldest son, and never even stopped. Don't they realize that to many people pets are not just another animal? to some of us, they are a member of our family. I cried for 3 days straight. I still feel empty. she was such a good friend. She was kinda a big mook, but we loved her. We got another puppy, because my son was having horrible nightmares, and his therapist said this would help, but it doesn't help ME. All she does is poop on the floor, bite my toes, and chew up my stuff.

Awwww, hun, I'm so sorry!

That really sucks about your dog. I don't know what I'd do if my Papillon Vinnie was killed. He's so much a part of me. I love him so much. I hope your puppy turns out to be as great a dog as Kate was. Some people are just heartless.

I'm glad you finally have a phone back. *hugs* It'll turn out alright after all.

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I'm so sorry that you're having such a hard time. How much longer until the baby gets here? Did you ever decide on a name for her?

I'm so sorry, Honeybeze -- what a horrible thing. In my area, dogs run around and get hit all the time. It's sad -- but a good many folks just don't care. At least, she had a good life with you, and she was family to you -- something many dogs never get a chance at. I'm a bit obsessive about my dogs -- I won't even leave them in my fenced yard (with chains and locks on the gates) unless I'm home if I can at all avoid it. A handful of times a year I have to because of having to stay out late for work, etc. but as best I can, I avoid it.

Anyway, try to see that it isn't the new puppy's fault, and that it isn't taking your other dog's place, but is there as another potential family member. I think I read about a book somewhere (haven't read it though) called "All Dog's Go to Heaven." I believe that -- they have to. Just too loyal and too giving not to.

Hang in there Honeybeze!

Oh...and you probably don't want to get me going about phone companies....... a snippet from our last Hurricane.

Me -- (calling phone company from work as I work in a hospital and they get power first)

*I want to report my phone is out*

Phone company -- *There are no reported outtages in your area. I will send a technition Monday but you may have to pay for it if the problem is inside your house*

Me -- *You don't have to send a tech, we had a hurricane, I'm calling from my workplace*

phone company -- *there are no reported outtages, we will send a tech Monday*

Me -- WE HAD A HURRICANE!!! My neighbors probably can not call and report their phone being out because their phones are out!

Phone company -- we will send a tech.

Me *fine -- send a tech!*

Me -- hang up totally ticked off!

By the way -- they never sent the tech. The phone was restored a day or so later (can't remember). This was Hurricane Isabel.

how did your son take it? i imagine that was pretty traumatic to see...

i hope all is well

I was in the bathroom of the home we were moving out of, and he came running in, sobbing hysterically, saying Kate had just gotten run over. I ran out of the house, grabbing my cell phone as I went out the door. It began ringinging, and it was my friend, who is a Lutheran minister to tell me where she was. I jumped into my pickup, asking him how bad it was. He just said "pretty bad." I drove to his church, and hollered for him. He came out and I asked him to look up my vet's phone number. He told me it was too late....I just began screaming, "NOOOOOO!, NOOOOOOOO!" I think I collapsed, and he packed me to his car....he drove me a block down, and there she was....she was gone, and I tell you, I have never felt so empty in my life. Now, I was the one who had to tell my kids and my husband that their friend was dead.
I had begged my husband to leave her home, but she loved us, and she wanted to go, and he loved her, and couldn't tell her no. As I sat there...crying on the side of the street, with people all around me that I didn't know, I went over all of the things that had to go just wrong to get me to that point. If we had just left her home....If I had just stepped out the door when I realized she had gone off on one of her runs again (I had been annoyed at her) She would have come back. I was the only one she ever obeyed, no matter what. Why? It isn't like I live in a huge city. I live in a rural area. The fastest speed limit is 25 MPH. At night, the streets are deserted. It isn't like she ran into a busy street or anything. She just jumped into Bill's pickup, and he told her to get out because she was crawling all over stuff...and off she went. Kinda was her way. She just figured, "Fine ya big jerk, I didn't want to go with you anyhow" and went down the street to harass the quail.

I would give everything I own to have her back, not for me, but for my husband and my kids. My son was so heartbroken, he and his dad just kinda went dead on me for awhile there. I would be awake at night listening to him having a nightmare about it. I would go out and wake him up, and then, what do you say, "Don't worry honey, you are just having a nightmare?" So, when does he get to wake up, huh? Even if he is awake, she is still gone. It isn't like he got to wake up and realize it was just a dream and everything was OK.
I am still so angry that the person who hit her never stopped. They may not have been able to help Kate, but there was a little 10 year old boy, just 8 days from his birthday, who had just watched some insensitive kill his best friend with no more concern for her than a bug. He could have helped that little boy cry, if nothing else.
She was really just the coolest dog. She was SO smart...human, almost. I never had to untangle her chain when I tied her out for a potty break. If she got tangled, she would backtrack, and untangle herself. She weighed 50 pounds and thought she was a poodle. She had to be right in your lap, loving on you, and she didn't shed either. She had just recently taken to putting her nose right on my neck and snuffling there. She would have sat there for hours if I had let her. And my kids could lay on her like she was a pillow. Man....It is still pretty raw. The more people I meet, the more I realize my dog was a better person than most of them.

She weighed 50 pounds. My 2.5 year old weighs less than 40. They were about the same height. That guy KNEW he hit something. One time I hit a cat on the highway. You KNOW you have hit something. I stopped, even though it was a feral cat. Why didn't he stop? It could have been a little kid. What kind of a person would do that? How busy can someone be? I don't care how late you are, you stop when you hit something that big. I just am so angry still.

You have every right to still be angy, Honeybeze...



It hurts me, and it isn't even my dog

I'm so sorry Honeybeze. What a traumatic thing for someone to go through.

I'm glad you've finally got a phone connected!

[span class="edited"][Edited by Lindy 2004-07-02 21:33][/span]

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