I'm really sorry to lay this on you guys especially this time of year
and when Annie my shop dog died suddenly a few weeks ago I wasn't going
to say anything, just keep a stiff upper lip. She was an 11 year old
Beagle-Basset cross and was the best dog by far that I ever had. I have
never met a friendlier dog. I was hoping the pain of her loss would go
away after a few weeks but I can't help think of her every time I expect
her to be around and she isn't. The only thing that really helps is to
remember the great times, especially her unconditional love, patiently
waiting in or near my shop. I don't know if it was a premonition or not
but this summer I took more time than ever petting her and enjoying her
company as I realized she was getting older and would not be around
forever.

One of the hardest things I ever did was to build her coffin, just a
simple box of rough pine that her body fit in comfortably. It took
about 30 minutes to build and I cried uncontrollably the whole time.
I'm usually really careful with my wood but she got the best 1 x 10
rough pine boards in the shop. The coffin will be kept out of the sun
in a north facing corner where my shop joins the barn. It will be
insulated with straw bales until the frost is out of the ground next
spring. She will be buried at her favourite spot just to the side of
the driveway under a maple tree overlooking our country road where she
could keep an eye on the action and was always there waiting for us to
come home. A brass remembrance plaque will be fixed to the tree.

For those of you with dogs, take a little extra time to comfort them and
give them back just a little of all that they give you. I am grateful
and privileged to have had Annie in my life for all those years. I
don't know if there is a heaven for dogs but if there is I know one that
will be there.

Happy New Year,

Glen Duff

As someone who has had some great dogs over the years, my heart goes out to
you. Some people can never understand how one can get so attached to a dog,
but believe me, I do know how you feel. About giving that extra love,
thanks for the reminder. My shop dog, a German Shepard/Newfoundland mix
will be 15 in March, and I can see the weakness in her legs. She doesn't
run into the shop anymore, but sort of ambles in. It will be a sad day when
she joins your Annie in that great pasture in the sky. I will remember to
give her that extra pat on the head this morning when I head out to the
shop.

I'll keep you in my thoughts.

Glen


"Glen Duff" wrote in message
...
I'm really sorry to lay this on you guys especially this time of year
and when Annie my shop dog died suddenly a few weeks ago I wasn't going
to say anything, just keep a stiff upper lip. She was an 11 year old
Beagle-Basset cross and was the best dog by far that I ever had. I have
never met a friendlier dog. I was hoping the pain of her loss would go
away after a few weeks but I can't help think of her every time I expect
her to be around and she isn't. The only thing that really helps is to
remember the great times, especially her unconditional love, patiently
waiting in or near my shop. I don't know if it was a premonition or not
but this summer I took more time than ever petting her and enjoying her
company as I realized she was getting older and would not be around
forever.

One of the hardest things I ever did was to build her coffin, just a
simple box of rough pine that her body fit in comfortably. It took
about 30 minutes to build and I cried uncontrollably the whole time.
I'm usually really careful with my wood but she got the best 1 x 10
rough pine boards in the shop. The coffin will be kept out of the sun
in a north facing corner where my shop joins the barn. It will be
insulated with straw bales until the frost is out of the ground next
spring. She will be buried at her favourite spot just to the side of
the driveway under a maple tree overlooking our country road where she
could keep an eye on the action and was always there waiting for us to
come home. A brass remembrance plaque will be fixed to the tree.

For those of you with dogs, take a little extra time to comfort them and
give them back just a little of all that they give you. I am grateful
and privileged to have had Annie in my life for all those years. I
don't know if there is a heaven for dogs but if there is I know one that
will be there.

Happy New Year,

Glen Duff

Dude, that was a really depressing story. Is this the appropriate place to
be posting it? I think alt.support.grief.pet-loss would be a better choice.

On Sat, 27 Dec 2003 06:41:03 -0500, Glen Duff
Crawled out of the shop and said. . .:

I'm really sorry to lay this on you guys especially this time of year
and when Annie my shop dog died suddenly a few weeks ago I wasn't going
to say anything, just keep a stiff upper lip.

Glen:

i just read your post, and bawled my eyes out. after i composed myself
and headed upstairs to get my coffee, i had to stop and give my lab
some real good lovin, as i had scooted him out of the way when making
my coffee not more than 10 minutes before.

our pets are the most often over looked members of our family, and
always the most living, asking little in return.

my thoughts and prayers go out to you and yours

Traves "squarefinger" Coppock

Totally appropriate and we are glad to have learned about Annie. She
deserved being mentioned here today. After all, she was a shop dog.

Joey Bosco wrote:
Dude, that was a really depressing story. Is this the appropriate place to
be posting it? I think alt.support.grief.pet-loss would be a better choice.
Joey, I know that you're new around here, you've only been posting since
the middle of the month or so, perhaps you didn't notice while you were
lurking. This is a community, we share things with each other, and to
some degree live in each others pockets. You'll find posts about
friends families and all the other things that go on in our lives here,
it adds to the cohesion of the group and the feeling of togetherness.
You might want to read the FAQ, there are a lot of conversations going
on at once, but sometimes they come together over certain points, and
those we love is definitely one of the points. Speaking of which,
anybody heard from Perry recently.
Dave in fairfax
--
reply-to doesn't work
use:
daveldr at att dot net

"Joey Bosco" wrote in message
. 95...
Dude, that was a really depressing story. Is this the appropriate place to
be posting it? I think alt.support.grief.pet-loss would be a better
choice.

As Leon said, "totally appropriate". Following is a direct copy from David
Eisans' mini-FAQ about the wRECk that may put it in perspective for you.

"This group is a collection of people with a common interest in woodworking
(ww'ing), and as such the topics discussed sometimes wander away from
strictly ww'ing. Think of this NG as if you were having a number of friends
over to your shop to discuss ww'ing, 90% of the discussion will revolve
around ww'ing, but you will also discuss other things going on in your life,
like your shop dog dying, gloating about the vintage minty fresh Unisaur you
just got for $100, just got a new job, etc. That is what we do in this NG."

Glen, our hearts are with you. I'll be sure to give my Boxer buddy "Lindy"
an extra belly-rub this morning.

Nahmie

Hi Glen: Buried my dog just outside my workshop window 2 years ago.
Pine box also.
Many of us have the same feelings for our best friend.
Never got another friend, getting old myself and do not want to leave a
dog behind that no one cares about.
My neighbor knew about the coffin project, told someone else, so since
that time i have made 8 other "coffins" for dogs and a couple cats for
others.
Some people laugh at this but i have even sold a few to a local Vet to
keep on hand.
His son offers burial service for older couples that cannot handle
shovel work any more for free. That is a real good hearted kid !

wrote in :

Joey Bosco wrote:
Dude, that was a really depressing story. Is this the appropriate
place to be posting it? I think alt.support.grief.pet-loss would be a
better choice.
Joey, I know that you're new around here, you've only been posting
since the middle of the month or so, perhaps you didn't notice while
you were lurking. This is a community, we share things with each
other, and to some degree live in each others pockets. You'll find
posts about friends families and all the other things that go on in
our lives here, it adds to the cohesion of the group and the feeling
of togetherness. You might want to read the FAQ, there are a lot of
conversations going on at once, but sometimes they come together over
certain points, and those we love is definitely one of the points.
Speaking of which, anybody heard from Perry recently.
Dave in fairfax


Sorry, I did not mean to sound rude. It just brought up some bad memories
for me. The OP did mention that he was having difficulties dealing with his
pet loss and I suggested a group that would be good for support. My
condolences. I lost an Amstaff Terrier last year so I know the feeling.

I always hate reading posts such as this. Having been in your shoes, I can
tell you that it does get better and you should take some comfort in knowing
that Annie was one of the lucky ones to have had a country home with a
family that loved her. And to rest in such a beautiful enviornment is
"just" for the happiness that she gave you and your family for the time she
was here.

Don

Glen Duff wrote in message
...
I'm really sorry to lay this on you guys especially this time of year
and when Annie my shop dog died suddenly a few weeks ago I wasn't going
to say anything, just keep a stiff upper lip. She was an 11 year old
Beagle-Basset cross and was the best dog by far that I ever had. I have
never met a friendlier dog. I was hoping the pain of her loss would go
away after a few weeks but I can't help think of her every time I expect
her to be around and she isn't. The only thing that really helps is to
remember the great times, especially her unconditional love, patiently
waiting in or near my shop. I don't know if it was a premonition or not
but this summer I took more time than ever petting her and enjoying her
company as I realized she was getting older and would not be around
forever.

One of the hardest things I ever did was to build her coffin, just a
simple box of rough pine that her body fit in comfortably. It took
about 30 minutes to build and I cried uncontrollably the whole time.
I'm usually really careful with my wood but she got the best 1 x 10
rough pine boards in the shop. The coffin will be kept out of the sun
in a north facing corner where my shop joins the barn. It will be
insulated with straw bales until the frost is out of the ground next
spring. She will be buried at her favourite spot just to the side of
the driveway under a maple tree overlooking our country road where she
could keep an eye on the action and was always there waiting for us to
come home. A brass remembrance plaque will be fixed to the tree.

For those of you with dogs, take a little extra time to comfort them and
give them back just a little of all that they give you. I am grateful
and privileged to have had Annie in my life for all those years. I
don't know if there is a heaven for dogs but if there is I know one that
will be there.

Happy New Year,

Glen Duff

Very sorry to hear about your loss. I lost my BB parrot 2 months ago
to a sudden heart attack which was tough to stop seeing him after 13
years. He died in my hands. I built his coffin the day he died, and
buried him where he enjoys the morning sun. It was a very sad day for
me, and still I get moments of depression.

I feel sorry for you, I hate thinking about it though, my shop dog
(snowball) is 12 yrs. old...American Eskimo....and I know that someday will
come.....but for now, he still likes carrying my scraps of wood around n
being shop guard dog.......so sad to hear of your pet.
Its amazing how us humans can get attached to an animal....it gonna
be tough when you reqlly have to put her in the ground, just remeber the
good times, that should help........Best wishes....

"V.E. Dorn" wrote in message
...
I always hate reading posts such as this. Having been in your shoes, I
can
tell you that it does get better and you should take some comfort in
knowing
that Annie was one of the lucky ones to have had a country home with a
family that loved her. And to rest in such a beautiful enviornment is
"just" for the happiness that she gave you and your family for the time
she
was here.

Don

Glen Duff wrote in message
...
I'm really sorry to lay this on you guys especially this time of year
and when Annie my shop dog died suddenly a few weeks ago I wasn't going
to say anything, just keep a stiff upper lip. She was an 11 year old
Beagle-Basset cross and was the best dog by far that I ever had. I have
never met a friendlier dog. I was hoping the pain of her loss would go
away after a few weeks but I can't help think of her every time I expect
her to be around and she isn't. The only thing that really helps is to
remember the great times, especially her unconditional love, patiently
waiting in or near my shop. I don't know if it was a premonition or not
but this summer I took more time than ever petting her and enjoying her
company as I realized she was getting older and would not be around
forever.

One of the hardest things I ever did was to build her coffin, just a
simple box of rough pine that her body fit in comfortably. It took
about 30 minutes to build and I cried uncontrollably the whole time.
I'm usually really careful with my wood but she got the best 1 x 10
rough pine boards in the shop. The coffin will be kept out of the sun
in a north facing corner where my shop joins the barn. It will be
insulated with straw bales until the frost is out of the ground next
spring. She will be buried at her favourite spot just to the side of
the driveway under a maple tree overlooking our country road where she
could keep an eye on the action and was always there waiting for us to
come home. A brass remembrance plaque will be fixed to the tree.

For those of you with dogs, take a little extra time to comfort them and
give them back just a little of all that they give you. I am grateful
and privileged to have had Annie in my life for all those years. I
don't know if there is a heaven for dogs but if there is I know one that
will be there.

Happy New Year,

Glen Duff

Glen Duff wrote in
:

I'm really sorry to lay this on you guys especially this time of year
and when Annie my shop dog died suddenly a few weeks ago I wasn't going
to say anything, just keep a stiff upper lip. She was an 11 year old
Beagle-Basset cross and was the best dog by far that I ever had. I have
never met a friendlier dog. I was hoping the pain of her loss would go
away after a few weeks but I can't help think of her every time I expect
her to be around and she isn't. The only thing that really helps is to
remember the great times, especially her unconditional love, patiently
waiting in or near my shop. I don't know if it was a premonition or not
but this summer I took more time than ever petting her and enjoying her
company as I realized she was getting older and would not be around
forever.

One of the hardest things I ever did was to build her coffin, just a
simple box of rough pine that her body fit in comfortably. It took
about 30 minutes to build and I cried uncontrollably the whole time.
I'm usually really careful with my wood but she got the best 1 x 10
rough pine boards in the shop. The coffin will be kept out of the sun
in a north facing corner where my shop joins the barn. It will be
insulated with straw bales until the frost is out of the ground next
spring. She will be buried at her favourite spot just to the side of
the driveway under a maple tree overlooking our country road where she
could keep an eye on the action and was always there waiting for us to
come home. A brass remembrance plaque will be fixed to the tree.

For those of you with dogs, take a little extra time to comfort them and
give them back just a little of all that they give you. I am grateful
and privileged to have had Annie in my life for all those years. I
don't know if there is a heaven for dogs but if there is I know one that
will be there.

Happy New Year,

Glen Duff






Glen, sorry to hear about the loss of your companion. Try to focus on the
years of friendship between the two of you. Never forget the good times.

--
Bill

Glen, my condolences. After reading your story, I gave my lab, Stormy, a
tummy rub and a milkbone.
Tony
P.S. I thought the following may be appropriate:

The Final Walk
A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the
scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He remembered
dying, and that the dog had been dead for years. He wondered where the road
was leading them.

After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the
road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken
by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it,
he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother of pearl, and
the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold.

He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at
a desk to one side. When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me,
where are we?" "This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.

"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked. "Of course, sir.
Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up." The man
gestured, and the gate began to open. "Can my friend," gesturing toward his
dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked. "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't
accept dogs."

The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued
the way he had been going.

After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a
dirt road which led through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been
closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside,
leaning against a tree and reading a book.

"Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any water?" "Yeah, sure,
there's a pump over there". The man pointed to a place that couldn't be seen
from outside the gate. "Come on in." "How about my friend here?" the
traveler gestured to the dog. "There should be a bowl by the pump."

They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old fashioned hand
pump with a bowl beside it. The traveler filled the bowl and took a long
drink himself, then he gave some to the dog. When they were full, he and the
dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree waiting for
them.

"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked. "This is Heaven," was the
answer.

"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said
that was Heaven, too."

"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's
Hell."

"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"

"No. I can see how you might think so, but we're just happy that they screen
out the folks who'll leave their best friends behind."



"Glen Duff" wrote in message
...
I'm really sorry to lay this on you guys especially this time of year
and when Annie my shop dog died suddenly a few weeks ago I wasn't going
to say anything, just keep a stiff upper lip. She was an 11 year old
Beagle-Basset cross and was the best dog by far that I ever had. I have
never met a friendlier dog. I was hoping the pain of her loss would go
away after a few weeks but I can't help think of her every time I expect
her to be around and she isn't. The only thing that really helps is to
remember the great times, especially her unconditional love, patiently
waiting in or near my shop. I don't know if it was a premonition or not
but this summer I took more time than ever petting her and enjoying her
company as I realized she was getting older and would not be around
forever.

One of the hardest things I ever did was to build her coffin, just a
simple box of rough pine that her body fit in comfortably. It took
about 30 minutes to build and I cried uncontrollably the whole time.
I'm usually really careful with my wood but she got the best 1 x 10
rough pine boards in the shop. The coffin will be kept out of the sun
in a north facing corner where my shop joins the barn. It will be
insulated with straw bales until the frost is out of the ground next
spring. She will be buried at her favourite spot just to the side of
the driveway under a maple tree overlooking our country road where she
could keep an eye on the action and was always there waiting for us to
come home. A brass remembrance plaque will be fixed to the tree.

For those of you with dogs, take a little extra time to comfort them and
give them back just a little of all that they give you. I am grateful
and privileged to have had Annie in my life for all those years. I
don't know if there is a heaven for dogs but if there is I know one that
will be there.

Happy New Year,

Glen Duff

My heart goes out to you, man. Keep the memories close to your heart.
When you're ready, you may want to allow yourself to think about a
new pup?

I wish you the best....



Glen Duff wrote in message ...
I'm really sorry to lay this on you guys especially this time of year
and when Annie my shop dog died suddenly a few weeks ago I wasn't going
to say anything, just keep a stiff upper lip. She was an 11 year old
Beagle-Basset cross and was the best dog by far that I ever had. I have
never met a friendlier dog. I was hoping the pain of her loss would go
away after a few weeks but I can't help think of her every time I expect
her to be around and she isn't. The only thing that really helps is to
remember the great times, especially her unconditional love, patiently
waiting in or near my shop. I don't know if it was a premonition or not
but this summer I took more time than ever petting her and enjoying her
company as I realized she was getting older and would not be around
forever.

One of the hardest things I ever did was to build her coffin, just a
simple box of rough pine that her body fit in comfortably. It took
about 30 minutes to build and I cried uncontrollably the whole time.
I'm usually really careful with my wood but she got the best 1 x 10
rough pine boards in the shop. The coffin will be kept out of the sun
in a north facing corner where my shop joins the barn. It will be
insulated with straw bales until the frost is out of the ground next
spring. She will be buried at her favourite spot just to the side of
the driveway under a maple tree overlooking our country road where she
could keep an eye on the action and was always there waiting for us to
come home. A brass remembrance plaque will be fixed to the tree.

For those of you with dogs, take a little extra time to comfort them and
give them back just a little of all that they give you. I am grateful
and privileged to have had Annie in my life for all those years. I
don't know if there is a heaven for dogs but if there is I know one that
will be there.

Happy New Year,

Glen Duff

My heart goes out to you too sir. Its time to get another dog, not to
replace her but rather to fill the void. You'll find you don't forget
the old one but the new sure eases the pain and will make you laugh.
There is another pup out there wagging its tail and awaiting your love
so don't hesitate.

Glen Duff wrote:

I'm really sorry to lay this on you guys especially this time of year
and when Annie my shop dog died suddenly a few weeks ago I wasn't going
to say anything, just keep a stiff upper lip. She was an 11 year old
Beagle-Basset cross and was the best dog by far that I ever had. I have
never met a friendlier dog. I was hoping the pain of her loss would go
away after a few weeks but I can't help think of her every time I expect
her to be around and she isn't.

Greetings and Salutations.

On Sat, 27 Dec 2003 06:41:03 -0500, Glen Duff
wrote:

I'm really sorry to lay this on you guys especially this time of year
and when Annie my shop dog died suddenly a few weeks ago I wasn't going
to say anything, just keep a stiff upper lip. She was an 11 year old
*snip*

My condolances on your loss...it is amazing how
these "small lives" can make such a big impact on our
lives, and, how noticable their absence is. It is
a hard thing to have to go through, but, perhaps
it will help to remember that for many years
she provided you with that friendship, and, you
provided her with a safe, loving home.
I am sure that later on, after you have
mourned a bit more, you will find another companion
for the shop, and, will provide that dog with
a great home for many years. The new dog is
not a replacement, for each animal is a unique
individual, but, is part of that continuing
chain and will bring its own comfort, good
memories, frustrations and joys.
Regards
Dave Mundt

This story was done many years ago either on The Twilight Zone or The
Outer Limits. Totally weepy and the old guy with the dog did a great
job. Watch for it.

We lost our cat of 18+ years last week and it has been very tough on
all in the family. Our girls who are now near the end of college knew
her ever since they could remember.



On Sat, 27 Dec 2003 12:25:43 -0500, "Tony Mo"
wrote:

Glen, my condolences. After reading your story, I gave my lab, Stormy, a
tummy rub and a milkbone.
Tony
P.S. I thought the following may be appropriate:

The Final Walk
A man and his dog were walking along a road. The man was enjoying the
scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead. He remembered
dying, and that the dog had been dead for years. He wondered where the road
was leading them.

After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the
road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken
by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight. When he was standing before it,
he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother of pearl, and
the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold.

He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at
a desk to one side. When he was close enough, he called out, "Excuse me,
where are we?" "This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.

"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked. "Of course, sir.
Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up." The man
gestured, and the gate began to open. "Can my friend," gesturing toward his
dog, "come in, too?" the traveler asked. "I'm sorry, sir, but we don't
accept dogs."

The man thought a moment and then turned back toward the road and continued
the way he had been going.

After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a
dirt road which led through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been
closed. There was no fence. As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside,
leaning against a tree and reading a book.

"Excuse me!" he called to the reader. "Do you have any water?" "Yeah, sure,
there's a pump over there". The man pointed to a place that couldn't be seen
from outside the gate. "Come on in." "How about my friend here?" the
traveler gestured to the dog. "There should be a bowl by the pump."

They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old fashioned hand
pump with a bowl beside it. The traveler filled the bowl and took a long
drink himself, then he gave some to the dog. When they were full, he and the
dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree waiting for
them.

"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked. "This is Heaven," was the
answer.

"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the road said
that was Heaven, too."

"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's
Hell."

"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"

"No. I can see how you might think so, but we're just happy that they screen
out the folks who'll leave their best friends behind."

- -

DL

http://www.geocities.com/dicklong14_ca/fanclub.htm

Evidently your buddy Cedeño is a *******.


First of all, Cedeño is not my buddy.

::::::::::::::::

"When you make fun of someone washing his truck, that's sad."
- Jeff Kent

::::::::::::::::

Halter Sucks!

Your story brought back memory's of loosing my pup last year.
American Eskimo, Nanuuk 9 years old.
His passing helped me to give two other pets new homes.
When you are ready, take a look at petfinder.com
My Thoughts are with you, this little poem might help.

Rainbow Bridge
There is a bridge connecting Heaven and Earth.
It is called the Rainbow Bridge because of it's many colors.
Just this side of the Rainbow Bridge there is a land of meadows,
hills and valleys with lush , green grass.

When a beloved pet dies, the pet goes to this place.
There is always food and water and warm spring weather.
The old and frail pets are made young again.
Those who are maimed are made whole again and they play all day.

There is only one thing missing.
They are not with their special person who loved them on earth.
So each day they run and play until the day comes when one suddenly looks
up.
The nose twitches! The ears are up!
The eyes are staring! And this one suddenly runs from the group!

You have been seen and when you and your special friend meet,
you take them in your arms and embrace.
Your face is kissed again and again,
and you look once more into the eyes of your trusted friend.

And you cross the Rainbow Bridge together,
never again to be separated.

RAINBOW BRIDGE
--------------

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that
pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our
special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of
food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and
vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again,
just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each
miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly
stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager
body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the
green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally
meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again.
The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the
beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet,
so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....

Author unknown...



....Mike
....Bart "I'm not setting foot in that shop"
(7 year old mixed breed)
....Sophie "I'll stay until you turn on the ShopVac"
(16 month old Bernese Mountain Dog)

In
...Mike
...Bart "I'm not setting foot in that shop"
(7 year old mixed breed)
...Sophie "I'll stay until you turn on the ShopVac"
(16 month old Bernese Mountain Dog)

Glen,
Sorry for your loss.

Funny, my pup, Finn McCool is a three YO Choc Lab loves the shop vac.
She'll stick her mouth over the exhaust and let her cheeck flap and
even like the sucking end. I'm all the time buying new brush
attachments. Now when the planer goes on she's outa there.

Allen
Catonsville, MD

In article , Allen
Epps wrote:

In
...Mike
...Bart "I'm not setting foot in that shop"
(7 year old mixed breed)
...Sophie "I'll stay until you turn on the ShopVac"
(16 month old Bernese Mountain Dog)

Glen,
Sorry for your loss.

Funny, my pup, Finn McCool is a three YO Choc Lab loves the shop vac.
She'll stick her mouth over the exhaust and let her cheeck flap and
even like the sucking end. I'm all the time buying new brush
attachments. Now when the planer goes on she's outa there.

Allen
Catonsville, MD

Harumph, I'll now look at this before I post it to make it actully make
sense.

Funny, my pup, Finn McCool is a three YO Choc Lab loves the shop vac.
She'll stick her mouth over the exhaust and let her cheeks flap and
even likes the sucking end. I'm all the time buying new brush
attachments. Now when the planer goes on she's outa there.

Allen

"Glen Duff" wrote in message
...
I'm really sorry to lay this on you guys especially this time of year
and when Annie my shop dog died suddenly a few weeks ago I wasn't going
to say anything, just keep a stiff upper lip. She was an 11 year old
Beagle-Basset cross and was the best dog by far that I ever had. I have
never met a friendlier dog. I was hoping the pain of her loss would go
away after a few weeks but I can't help think of her every time I expect
her to be around and she isn't. The only thing that really helps is to
remember the great times, especially her unconditional love, patiently
waiting in or near my shop. I don't know if it was a premonition or not
but this summer I took more time than ever petting her and enjoying her
company as I realized she was getting older and would not be around
forever.

One of the hardest things I ever did was to build her coffin, just a
simple box of rough pine that her body fit in comfortably. It took
about 30 minutes to build and I cried uncontrollably the whole time.
I'm usually really careful with my wood but she got the best 1 x 10
rough pine boards in the shop. The coffin will be kept out of the sun
in a north facing corner where my shop joins the barn. It will be
insulated with straw bales until the frost is out of the ground next
spring. She will be buried at her favourite spot just to the side of
the driveway under a maple tree overlooking our country road where she
could keep an eye on the action and was always there waiting for us to
come home. A brass remembrance plaque will be fixed to the tree.

For those of you with dogs, take a little extra time to comfort them and
give them back just a little of all that they give you. I am grateful
and privileged to have had Annie in my life for all those years. I
don't know if there is a heaven for dogs but if there is I know one that
will be there.

Happy New Year,

Glen Duff





So sorry Glen, My Irish Setter died in my arms a long time ago, so I know
the hurt.
My wife's dog won't come anywhere near my shop, looks in and runs away. But
the abandoned kitten we picked up on the street a few months ago loves to
climb on anyplace I am working, rubs against my hand waiting for a pat. Then
goes and sits in the big leather chair, curls up and sleeps until I open the
door, then it runs over waiting to get out.

Dave

I agree.

Leon wrote:

Totally appropriate and we are glad to have learned about Annie. She
deserved being mentioned here today. After all, she was a shop dog.

My heart goes out to you Glen. My "Raven", a lab-golden cross, is the love
of my life. She is wherever I am...shop, easy chair (all 60 lbs in my lap),
car, bed... She is my constant companion and when her time is up, they
might as well put me in the ground with her. ( And yes, I believe there is
a heaven for dogs...it's where they wait for us when our time comes.

"Glen Duff" wrote in message
...
I'm really sorry to lay this on you guys especially this time of year
and when Annie my shop dog died suddenly a few weeks ago I wasn't going
to say anything, just keep a stiff upper lip. She was an 11 year old
Beagle-Basset cross and was the best dog by far that I ever had. I have
never met a friendlier dog. I was hoping the pain of her loss would go
away after a few weeks but I can't help think of her every time I expect
her to be around and she isn't. The only thing that really helps is to
remember the great times, especially her unconditional love, patiently
waiting in or near my shop. I don't know if it was a premonition or not
but this summer I took more time than ever petting her and enjoying her
company as I realized she was getting older and would not be around
forever.

One of the hardest things I ever did was to build her coffin, just a
simple box of rough pine that her body fit in comfortably. It took
about 30 minutes to build and I cried uncontrollably the whole time.
I'm usually really careful with my wood but she got the best 1 x 10
rough pine boards in the shop. The coffin will be kept out of the sun
in a north facing corner where my shop joins the barn. It will be
insulated with straw bales until the frost is out of the ground next
spring. She will be buried at her favourite spot just to the side of
the driveway under a maple tree overlooking our country road where she
could keep an eye on the action and was always there waiting for us to
come home. A brass remembrance plaque will be fixed to the tree.

For those of you with dogs, take a little extra time to comfort them and
give them back just a little of all that they give you. I am grateful
and privileged to have had Annie in my life for all those years. I
don't know if there is a heaven for dogs but if there is I know one that
will be there.

Happy New Year,

Glen Duff

Glen Duff wrote:

I'm really sorry to lay this on you guys especially this time of year
and when Annie my shop dog died suddenly a few weeks ago I wasn't going
to say anything, just keep a stiff upper lip. She was an 11 year old
Beagle-Basset cross and was the best dog by far that I ever had. I have
never met a friendlier dog. I was hoping the pain of her loss would go
away after a few weeks but I can't help think of her every time I expect
her to be around and she isn't. The only thing that really helps is to
remember the great times, especially her unconditional love, patiently
waiting in or near my shop. I don't know if it was a premonition or not
but this summer I took more time than ever petting her and enjoying her
company as I realized she was getting older and would not be around
forever.

One of the hardest things I ever did was to build her coffin, just a
simple box of rough pine that her body fit in comfortably. It took
about 30 minutes to build and I cried uncontrollably the whole time.
I'm usually really careful with my wood but she got the best 1 x 10
rough pine boards in the shop. The coffin will be kept out of the sun
in a north facing corner where my shop joins the barn. It will be
insulated with straw bales until the frost is out of the ground next
spring. She will be buried at her favourite spot just to the side of
the driveway under a maple tree overlooking our country road where she
could keep an eye on the action and was always there waiting for us to
come home. A brass remembrance plaque will be fixed to the tree.

For those of you with dogs, take a little extra time to comfort them and
give them back just a little of all that they give you. I am grateful
and privileged to have had Annie in my life for all those years. I
don't know if there is a heaven for dogs but if there is I know one that
will be there.

Happy New Year,

Glen Duff

Man that really sucks, I had to put down the family cat last week that had
been with me for 18 years. Boo cat outlasted two failed marriages and my
children growing up chasing her around the house. She had been with me
during the bad times and good times and never new the difference, unlike a
few women I knew and have known. Every night she would jump up on my lap
and just want a few pats and a warm welcome.

A few weeks ago I noticed she had come down with something she was not going
to recover from, unlike so many other times. Believed in her 18 years she
probably went through 10 of her so called lives. She stopped eating then
the next day stopped drinking and was miserably crying with a sound I had
never heard, more like a shreak. Walking a few steps then losing her
balance and just barely standing looking into space. My girlfriend and I
decided it was time but no vets were open (Sunday)and if they were to come
in they wanted 300.00 bucks to administer a shot. What a rip!

We decided to give her an overdose of sleeping pills. That was one of the
hardest things I have ever done. Her looking up at me as I held her mouth
open and my g/f giving her the lethal dose through an eye dropper. My heart
sank, the tears ran and an uncontrollable sobbing took over as I held her
in my arms and she went to sleep. I held her for at least an hour and then
noticed a final last labored breath and she was gone. The whole time
wondering if I had done the right thing? The next morning I buried her
under a huge pine tree she loved to climb. I think of her everyday and yes
I really do miss her. Pets are one of the few stable things in our lives
and they never really ask for much, unlike most humans their unconditional
love is constant and forever.

I know she was just a cat but she was a good friend that I will never
forget!

I know what you're feeling! Cause I'm feeling it now.

Rich
--
"You can lead them to LINUX
but you can't make them THINK"

Blue wrote:

My heart goes out to you Glen. My "Raven", a lab-golden cross, is the love
of my life. She is wherever I am...shop, easy chair (all 60 lbs in my

Mine too. Freckles. A white mutt with brown, well, freckles. She's always
there. When I'm in here, she sits in a rocking chair that squeaks. I know
she's at my side by the squeaking of the chair.

She's about four or five, still a lot of years ahead of her, but I'm already
dreading the sad day when she will pass away. Dogs are wonderful
companions, but they get old too damn fast.

--
Michael McIntyre ---- Silvan
Linux fanatic, and certified Geek; registered Linux user #243621
http://www.geocities.com/Paris/Rue/5407/

Glenn. I'm sorry for the loss of Annie.

My family's lost two dogs this past year: first to go was Dutch, our 14
year old Australian Shepherd/Keeshond mix - time finally caught up with
him; a few months later our Catahoula Hound, Gustav Stinkly, was
undergoing emergency surgery and died on the table - just minutes from
closing him up. He was only 6 years old. The vet and all the techs were
in tears - vet even did heart massage in an attempt to bring him back.

Sometimes while walking through our bedroom, I spot something sticking
out from the other side of the bed and immediately think it's Dutch's
paw - the floor by my wife's side was where one would usually have found
him napping. Other times I could swear I had just heard the jingling of
his collar tags as he shook himself when waking.

My point in relating this is to say, they never truly leave and you'll
never forget. They become such a part of our lives that even in their
absence they are felt. Glenn, I hope you will take comfort in my and
other's retelling of our experiences. We know the pain and the emptiness
you feel. It may not feel like it, but it does get better with time.

On a happier note, a couple months after Gustav died my wife insisted we
go take a look at the county pound. A Black Lab picked us out. She's
approximately 2 years old and sweet as all get out - our 5 year old
named her Poccla (Pock-la). About a day or two after getting her, I was
in the shop working on the lathe for a few hours. Looked down and
beneath the lathe, sleeping in the mound of shavings and getting covered
with more was Poccla. I guess she felt this was home.

--
Owen Lowe and his Fly-by-Night Copper Company
Offering a shim for the Porter-Cable 557 type 2 fence design.
http://www.flybynightcoppercompany.com
http://www.easystreet.com/~onlnlowe/index.html

Sorry to hear of your loss. I know how you feel...my 10 year old cat (also
named Boo Cat"!) has been with me through thick and thin. I have no need for
any sort of blanket or throw when I kick back in my lazyboy to watch TV...I
am covered in 18 pounds of long haired cat and 60 lbs of long haired dog.
Makes it a little difficult to get up in a hurry. I wonder how many Boo cats
there are in this world? Mine started out as "Boodles" but somehow ended up
with Boocat as his moniker.

"EvoDawg" wrote in message
...
Man that really sucks, I had to put down the family cat last week that had
been with me for 18 years. Boo cat outlasted two failed marriages and my
children growing up chasing her around the house. She had been with me
during the bad times and good times and never new the difference, unlike a
few women I knew and have known. Every night she would jump up on my lap
and just want a few pats and a warm welcome.

A few weeks ago I noticed she had come down with something she was not
going
to recover from, unlike so many other times. Believed in her 18 years she
probably went through 10 of her so called lives. She stopped eating then
the next day stopped drinking and was miserably crying with a sound I had
never heard, more like a shreak. Walking a few steps then losing her
balance and just barely standing looking into space. My girlfriend and I
decided it was time but no vets were open (Sunday)and if they were to come
in they wanted 300.00 bucks to administer a shot. What a rip!

We decided to give her an overdose of sleeping pills. That was one of the
hardest things I have ever done. Her looking up at me as I held her mouth
open and my g/f giving her the lethal dose through an eye dropper. My
heart
sank, the tears ran and an uncontrollable sobbing took over as I held her
in my arms and she went to sleep. I held her for at least an hour and then
noticed a final last labored breath and she was gone. The whole time
wondering if I had done the right thing? The next morning I buried her
under a huge pine tree she loved to climb. I think of her everyday and yes
I really do miss her. Pets are one of the few stable things in our lives
and they never really ask for much, unlike most humans their unconditional
love is constant and forever.

I know she was just a cat but she was a good friend that I will never
forget!

I know what you're feeling! Cause I'm feeling it now.

Rich
--
"You can lead them to LINUX
but you can't make them THINK"

Thanks for all your kindness and pet stories, they were all most helpful.

Have a great 2004 to you and yours including the pets.

Glen Duff