Accident, This is the saddest story I have ever read.


"When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?" - but then you'd relent and roll me over for a bellyrub.

My housetraining took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed, listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more perfect. We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs," you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day.

Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love.

She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" - still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy. Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too. Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love."

As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them, especially their touch - because your touch was now so infrequent - and I would have defended them with my life if need be.

I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams. Together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway. There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me. These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject. I had gone from being your dog to "just a dog," and you resented every expenditure on my behalf.

Now you have a new career opportunity in another city and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets. You've made the right decision for your "family," but there was a time when I was your only family.

I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home for her." They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog or cat, even one with "papers."

You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar as he screamed "No, Daddy! Please don't let them take my dog!" And I worried for him and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life. You gave me a goodbye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too.

After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good home. They shook their heads and asked "How could you?"

They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago. At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you - that you had changed your mind - that this was all a bad dream...or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me. When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited.

I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room. A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table, rubbed my ears and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days. As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood.

She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago. She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured "How could you?"

Perhaps because she understood my dogspeak, she said "I'm so sorry." She hugged me and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for myself - a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place.

With my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not meant for her. It was you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of. I will think of you and wait for you forever.

May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty."


(This is off www.rense.com) http://www.rense.com/

Wow, that was the first time on the forums when it says it will make you sad it actually was sad.

I know.

sad but not tear inducing

A dog has more loyalty to it's owner, then people have to each other....When we had to put my shepherd down, it was my husband who was with him...A big strapping guy, who had tears in his eyes when he came home...A sad story indeed....

Gosh that's sad, I know dogs are trully loyal I only wish humans could be the same.

Always take you're dogs/cats to a NO KILL shelter.......

This almost made me cry because i had a dog that my dad sent to a shelter. He didn't even tell me he was doing it, I just came home from school one day and she was gone.

I have to admit i did cry! It,s so sad and it reminded me of when i was about 10 my cat got pregers, because he was too cheap to have her taken in and spayed, instead he put her in a plastic bag, started the car and held the opening of the bag against the exsaust! I found out what he,d done when i got home from school and flipped! He told me me to shut up it was just a stupid cat and that i was over reacting! But that was his Natzi personality, if it,s an inconvenience 0r an expence it,s disposible! and he felt that way about people too! I ,m still haunted by the memory of my poor cat!

Wow, swtp... That was just as sad as the story...

brings back memories...

two cats entered my life years ago.
to me they were not just animals.
but friends, we shared so many good times.
their names, PJ and Willow...
we were so happy.

three years ago, Willow became ill
I prayed to god that he be well,
that everything would be okay.
we, in turn, recieved an harbinger.
the owl told of tragedy.
Willow went to the emergency room.
he never returned.

one year later PJ would join him.
he too would never return,
and thus henceforth scarring in my mind,
a most painful memory.

I questioned god, and wondered why he saw fit
to wrench the lives of two of my greatest friends from my hands,
when they could have been saved.
when they should have been saved.
but it does not matter anymore,
as i said before,
i left that path behind me,
it was then that i took the opprotunity
to spread my broken wings
and fly high.
fly away.
far away.
never to return.
it was a decision i was proud to make...

Rest peacefully, PJ and Willow

Farewell...




you want a bad memory? try bearing with you the memory of having decide when to put your friend to sleep for the last time. watching his delicate limp form being carryied away, never to be seen again. all you can do is watch helplessly and accept the fact that nothing can be done.

feel my pain...it isn't happy is it?

Okay, That made me cry. That's just terrible. I'm so sorry.

omg im actually crying. that was really really sad.

thats soo sad im sooo sorry

this whole thread is much sadder than the other one.
i have more compassion for animals.

This was a sad story
Ill admit i teared.
I love animals and wouldnt ever let one go like that guy did there no matter what

ROOM IN YOUR HEART

Sorrow fills a barren space;
you close your eyes and see my face
and think of times I made you laugh,
the love we shared, the bond we had,
the special way I needed you -
the friendship shared by just we two.

The day's too quiet, the world seems older,
the wind blows now a little colder.
You gaze into the empty air
and look for me, but I'm not there -
I'm in heaven and I watch you,
and I see the world around you too.

I see little souls wearing fur,
souls who bark and souls who purr
born unwanted and unloved -
I see all this and more above -
I watch them suffer, I see them cry,
I see them lost, I watch them die.
I see unwanted thousands born -
and when they die, nobody mourns.

These little souls wearing fur
(Some who bark and some who purr)
are castaways who - unlike me -
will never know love or security.
A few short months they starve and roam,
Or caged in shelters - nobody takes home.
They're special too (furballs of pleasure),
filled with love and each one, a treasure.

My pain and suffering came to an end,
so don't cry for me, my person, my friend.
But think of the living -
those souls with fur
(some who bark and some who purr) -
And though our bond can't be broken apart,
make room for another in your home and
your heart.


--- Caro Schubert-James ---

In memory of a very special greyhound - Clune box, pet name Clu.
Run free at the bridge, lovely boy.

WTF!?!?! Where are my tears! This is just like that abortion story. Lame

I am missing something here - is the Urban Legend that the dog was actually able to express complex human emotions and engage in intellectual discourse?

Why is this in this forum?

This is very sad. To be completely honest, I feel worse when an animal dies then a human...depending on the human. Animals are pure unlike how we have become, and I'd rather die then have someone take an innocent animals life.

i have learned many things during my life. among the hardest was how to say good-bye...

I feel your pain honey.
My kitty had to be put down too. I really hope that I never have to do that again. I have dealt with human death way better than I dealt with Glen leaving me. Poor babies. *hugs*

Nope I cant read the rest I dont want to know. I'm a big time animal lover and for a year back in the 80's I worked in the office at the S.P.C.A. I heard to many sad storys and could not belive what some of these people gave as an excuse to give up their pets. I cant stand people.

A good, but sad story that makes you think. I have had a few pets in my life, and I have always cared for them. It's a big responsibility to own a pet, and there are many people who shouldn't be allowed to. I had to have a dog "put to sleep" once when I was a kid. Maxwell, a german shepard, that I pretty much grew up with. Great dog, but she was over fourteen years old, half blind, half deaf and was suffering badly from all kinds of joint problems. It got to the point where all she could do was lie in her bed and whine (meds weren't working anymore). I convinced my mother we should take her the vet and have it done. I don't regret it one bit. I was there with her when she died, and I know we were saving her from a long painful death. I am not going to say it was an easy thing to do, I loved that dog, but it had to be done. This too is a part of having a pet, you have to know when it's time to let them go.

Im assumeing the "he" you speak of is your Dad? What a piece of sh**.

Sad little monoluge from the original post...

Hardly an uneyplained mystery. PS- Don't buy pets if you can't stand to loose them.

sad story

we too had to have our old greyhound put down. poor thing...

advice: always tell kids the dog is going to be put down, it makes it a hell of a lot easier for them, believe me.

and to the (i assume) father of swtp, words cannot describe my feelings to you (at least words that i can use on this forum, but even then its close). may you cut open with a rusty axe and have your eyes pecked out by ravens my good sir.

Unfortunately No Kill Shelters are often worse than the ones who euthanize. If I had to, I would rather take my pet to one that does euthanize. It's more humane. Do some research on No Kill Shelters. It's horrible. They really do mean well, but unfortunately most of them are horribly overcrowded. This leads to actual mental problems with the dogs. If they let them run free, they revert to "pack mentality" and often it becomes survival of the fittest. That means any dog who can't defend themselves, i.e. small, old, disabled, are usually attacked and horribly mangled or killed. If they are kept in pens, they aren't large enough. This leads to constant pacing in circles, jumping up and down literally all day and night and extreme aggression. The dogs start to attack the chain link pens, damaging their mouths and teeth. Once they are this aggressive, they can NEVER be adopted. Also, they NEVER get any peace to rest fully. Just because they are dogs does not mean they are supposed to be bombarded with non-stop barking. This also leads to extreme anxiety and nervousness. HBO did a documentary on shelters. A woman took a hidden camera into different No Kill shelters. They were all pretty much the same. It was so sad, that I cried. I just wanted to save them all until she approached a pen and the dog turned into Cujo.

I don't have a solution to the animal population in any shelter. However, show your animal the loyalty they showed you. If you ABSOLUTELY can not find another home and you can not keep it, why not just take it to a vet and have it put to sleep painlessly? It's more humane than any shelter you will ever put it in.

PeTA propaganda in my forums? I kid I kid. That was sad. I could never give up a dog or any pet of mine just like that.

*sniff*

....what the hell is this?
this is meant to be Urban Legends...also, who would do this?
you get a dog to love until it dies, not to move away and get rid of it.
a dog is for life, not just for a few years.

That's sad. But im glad he chose that quick and painless method rather then drowning them in a sack like most others do.

Not only is that animal cruelty to it's fullest, but also, it's a horrible cruel form of child abuse.
Hopefully you are now an adult and have gotten away from him.

I was on the verge of crying its a very sad story.

OMG that was awful

That was soooooooooo sad!!! Poor Doggey!

right now iam in tears

Nothing on the internet has ever made me cry but this has. I feel bad because I got mad at my dog the other day and said to him "I wouldent care if you died right now" I feel like such a bad person. My dog rules I suck, I gotta go talk to him =(.

I thought the first story( about the gil in the other post) had a good messege but did'n t make me cry,nor did the first story in this post but when i read.



Congrats to shadow you got me to cry. Sorry about your pets.

the other stoies wee also sad sorry about your guys/girls pets.

Hilarious. Best laugh i've had in ages. Someone should really turn this into one of those cheesey country & western songs. i'd buy it.

oh come on!!!
how is it sad? it's obviously a story and not based on true events. and even if it was, who the hell knows what a dog is thinking anyway?
don't get me wrong, i love animals and had a cat before it died, which was very sad to witness, but reading that story did nothing but waste 5 minutes of my life.
i could have killed a dog in that time.
joke

Sad story - I love dogs too

Very well put, Dark Lotus. Very.

What kind of world is this? Most people will do most anything when it come to money, even if it means abandoning and killing another living animal, even one as compassionate and friendly as a dog or cat. Its sad to see people choose money over the people/animals who love them.

Itsnotoutthere You are one evil person.

That is a sad story, I couldn't ever do that to my dog. I love animals and always have true affection for anyone that I bring into my life. Our dog is part of the family, even on the holidays she gets gifts and we even celebrate her birthday, which is actually the day we bought her since we don't know her real birthday. I could never take my dog to a shelter, I would just find another place to live. It's that simple...

That was truly heart wrenching!

Haha, this comment made me laugh.

Very sad..