6 days away from the house. He's missing his collar (which had my phone number) and a few lbs. We gave him a bit of food so he doesn't gorge himself and he seems happy to be home. Making a vet appointment now.
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I went to move the car for some contractors and he was hanging out on the back deck. No idea where he was for 6 days but we're all happy he's back. I was able to show the kids while they were at the bus stop so they can have a less stressful day at school.
Big weight lifted.
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We had a cat with a collar. One day the collar vanished(indoors). About a week later I found it in the closet around a coat hanger(the top bit). The assumption is he climbed up there, it got caught, the cat hung and managed to drop free of it. So I'm not really a fan of them, though I do get the benefits. So the cat could have got in a situation that had it removed without assistance. Tough to know without CatCam.
Did somebody remove the collar? That seems a little strange. I assume someone must have done that?
Glad to see he was found!
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We had a cat with a collar. One day the collar vanished(indoors). About a week later I found it in the closet around a coat hanger(the top bit). The assumption is he climbed up there, it got caught, the cat hung and managed to drop free of it. So I'm not really a fan of them, though I do get the benefits. So the cat could have got in a situation that had it removed without assistance. Tough to know without CatCam.
His collar is (was) just a snap one for that very reason. They stay on 90% of the time but the snap will come apart quickly with any weight on it. It's to prevent them from choking if it gets caught when they're jumping or climbing. He would scratch it off the first week we had him but we kept putting it back on so he would get used to it.
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Nice to open this thread to some good news for once.
Ha ha ha. I was thinking the same thing. This thread is a time and place thing for me. I have to be in the right mood to click on the thread when it's bumped as for some strange reason I take someone's loss of a pet harder than losing a loved one. I'm always stone cold at funerals yet shed tears when my cat died. How weird is that?
Well. Everytime this thread was bumped I had a hard time coming into the thread because I knew it would eventually be my turn.
This morning I said good by to Boris. My best friend of the last 9 years. Not young, but not old either. He had been sick for about a year with hepatitis, but an infection took him over in the last few days and yesterday he had some blood in his stool and vomit. I took him to emergency and he died 10 hours later.
I took him home when he was 8 weeks old and raised him myself. He was my first dog. I always wanted a one when we were kids, but I'm glad my parents didn't get us one so I could eventually find Boris and make him my own. He really was the greatest dog. Everyone who met him loved him. He was gentle and quiet only ever wanted to give crazy amounts of kisses. People would marvel at how well trained he was, but in reality, he made me look like a genius. He was always super easy to train even from the day I brought him home. I truly don't think I would ever be able to find a dog like him again so I'm probably a one and done dog owner.
As a single guy living in a city away from my family and core friends, he really is the closest piece of family I've had for a long time. I will miss him dearly every day.
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6 days away from the house. He's missing his collar (which had my phone number) and a few lbs. We gave him a bit of food so he doesn't gorge himself and he seems happy to be home. Making a vet appointment now.
Damn... glad to hear that worked out. My cat always wants to go outside, but he's an indoor cat. Unfortunately he also won't wear a collar (I tried when he was young but he'd just kick at it and wrestle it until he got it off or destroyed it). I'm always afraid when he manages to sneak out that he'll just take off. Fortunately so far he has never gone outside the yard and shaking cat treats has got him back.
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Unfortunately he also won't wear a collar (I tried when he was young but he'd just kick at it and wrestle it until he got it off or destroyed it). I'm always afraid when he manages to sneak out that he'll just take off.
I've got a door-dasher, too, though she seems to have mellowed on that the last year or so.
Microchip is your best bet, but an ear tattoo also sounds like it'd work to help alleviate your fears if he gets out.
So very, very sorry for your loss Coach. You will feel this loss keenly, that's for sure. He was family. And he had all your happiest moments - because even the worst moment with a dog is still better than any other moments. Dogs are love, loyalty, devotion and true, deep friendship. I will guarantee that you will get another dog one day too. So take your time. Hang his collar on your wall. Leave his toys lying around. And I have to say that the photo of you two in the car is absolutely priceless. Take care.
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Microchip is your best bet, but an ear tattoo also sounds like it'd work to help alleviate your fears if he gets out.
Yeah, he has the tattoo so if he wound up getting picked up by AARCS or whoever he'd be fine. It'd be a matter of him lasting long enough to get caught by something other than a dog or a coyote or whatever.
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My daughter lost her little fuzzball last night. He would have been 16 in Nov. I won't go into too many details, except to say it was traumatic (not run over or anything like that, it was a health issue that appeared without warning, but it wasn't pretty). He was still alive when we got to the vet, but given his age & some other factors, she opted for euthanization. Not how we expected to end the day.
He was a treasured member of the family. He was my daughter's dog, but he was the best little guy, for everyone. His name was Farley but he was the dog with 100 nicknames - Sir Farles Fluffington (when his coat was long, he was super floof), Ol' Frecklebelly, Farf, Farfenheimer, DerpDog, FluffyButt, Mr Hop-a-long...the list goes on and on.
He, along with his brother Finn, came into my daughter's life 10 years ago, at a time she needed them most, when health issues were making life particularly difficult for her and the doctors couldn't figure it out. I know that his ears, and Finn's, became a safe place for my daughter to tell her secrets and sorrows to, knowing that the only thing she'd get in return were gentle licks and snuggles, no judgment, no disapproval. They were the best therapists and I know they were often the only reason she got through the last 10 years.
Farley entertained her, and us, with his endless derpiness, attached to the most lovable personality. He was always submissive to Finn, because Finn was the boss, but he would get fiercely chirpy and defensive if he felt any dog or anyone might harm Finn. He never actually bit/hurt another dog or person, he just thought he was being fierce and putting them/you on notice, and for such a normally quiet little dog, when he got chirpy, it was always a bit of a surprise.
Farley had the funniest little one-sided bunny hop on his right hind leg when he walked. By the time he came to us, he'd cost his former owners a pretty penny at the vet, because they thought something was wrong. The vets cleared him though, and just said it was Farf's special little quirk. That was Farley to a T. A special little quirk. Happy, always, and cluelessly moseying through life at his funny little pace, with his funny little one-sided bunny hop.
He was hard to get pictures of, he would absolutely turn his head if you got the camera out. We'd often end up with pictures like this:
Every so often, we were lucky enough to get one like this:
Farf was derpy as hell, but sometimes the quickest to catch on to something new that my daughter was trying to teach all the dogs. I don't know if that dog ever had a bad day (until last night, obvs).
It got a little quieter around here today and I don't like it...I'm grateful to the vet that things were gentle, and very peaceful for Farley, as he left us.
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Our 16 year old deaf cat, Beatrice, had been doing better, then took a sudden turn for the worse that the vet was not able to correct after a couple cascade organ issues. We had to make the very hard decision to ease her pain and grant her peace.
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