JerseyGirl
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It was with a broken heart that I had to let my best friend Gunny go Monday night.
He was 12 and 1/2. Gunny was that one special dog you have in your life.
He helped me with thru a very difficult time. When he was a puppy my husband of 32 years walked out on me. I had 2 newfs. Monty and Gunny. Monty was so sweet and Gunny was a devil. I would just lay in bed and not want to get up and then Gunny would come into my room, doing some type of mischief. I had to get up and chase him and then he would start to hump Monty and then the circus would begin!
Now I always wanted to have a therapy dog. So thus began our training. It took a long time but he got his AKC good citizenship and passed his therapy dog training with flying colors.
On the day he passed his good citizenship test as I was on the computer telling everyone the good news I looked at Gunny in the yard and he had a bird in his mouth. The wing was sticking out and it was still flapping!! So I immediately tell him to drop it and he starts running around the yard like a crazy dog and I start chasing him screaming at him!!
He did go on to become a therapy dog. We visited nursing homes and a hospitals for brain damaged adults and did reading programs at the library. Everyone loved the "big black
dog" . He brought such joy to people.
The past few months he needed help getting up. But other than that he was fine. Monday night he just could not get up and then he started to throw up. I took him to the hospital and he was starting to bloat but also the vet thought he had a mass in his stomach.
He looked at me with those eyes and he knew and so did I. So I let him go.
Rest well by beloved Gunny. You were my best friend You saved me. My heart is broken but I know you wait for me at the rainbow bridge.
He was 12 and 1/2. Gunny was that one special dog you have in your life.
He helped me with thru a very difficult time. When he was a puppy my husband of 32 years walked out on me. I had 2 newfs. Monty and Gunny. Monty was so sweet and Gunny was a devil. I would just lay in bed and not want to get up and then Gunny would come into my room, doing some type of mischief. I had to get up and chase him and then he would start to hump Monty and then the circus would begin!
Now I always wanted to have a therapy dog. So thus began our training. It took a long time but he got his AKC good citizenship and passed his therapy dog training with flying colors.
On the day he passed his good citizenship test as I was on the computer telling everyone the good news I looked at Gunny in the yard and he had a bird in his mouth. The wing was sticking out and it was still flapping!! So I immediately tell him to drop it and he starts running around the yard like a crazy dog and I start chasing him screaming at him!!
He did go on to become a therapy dog. We visited nursing homes and a hospitals for brain damaged adults and did reading programs at the library. Everyone loved the "big black
dog" . He brought such joy to people.
The past few months he needed help getting up. But other than that he was fine. Monday night he just could not get up and then he started to throw up. I took him to the hospital and he was starting to bloat but also the vet thought he had a mass in his stomach.
He looked at me with those eyes and he knew and so did I. So I let him go.
Rest well by beloved Gunny. You were my best friend You saved me. My heart is broken but I know you wait for me at the rainbow bridge.
No matter how old they become, they are never with us long enough. Rest well sweet Gunny.
