Rest in Peace, Good Dog Carl

  1. Know how I'm always posting about my senile, old rotty? He died this morning.

    Outside, under his tree. I didn't see him go. He'd come in last night and he wanted to go out when my daughter came home from work at about 0100. It's hot out there, so she went to get him at about 0300 he didn't come when she called, and she didn't hear his little happy dance he did whenever we talked to him. He was gone.

    We got him from the humane association in 1992. Our dog had died a few months before and it didn't seem right in here without a big ol' dog. I'd gone and checked out the humane assoc., and there he was. He looked at me like he was already my dog. So I got to iknow him, and I then went home and got my family to meet him. Vet said he was about 3 years old then - maybe 4.

    It was love at first sight. I don't remember what his name in the humane association was, but we named him Carl Z Dogg after the "Good Dog Carl" books. Oh he was a good old boy.

    He was so happy to have a family. I feel very bad and sad right now, and and I feel guilty that he died all alone, outside.

    He was a peaceable dog. Very good-natured. Loyal, of course. Definitely the alpha dog. A pittbull jumped over our fence and terrorized our yard for a while when Carlzey was at his prime. Carl didn't put up with any "stuff" from him, but he only was as forceful with him as he had to be. He'd put that big old Rotty mouth around the pittbull's neck and kind of hold him up against the fence until the pittbull calmed down.

    We used to have a little scrawny silver tabby kitty that was like his best friend. Carl would pick him up and carry him around like a doll or something. The kitty didn't mind, unless his head was in Carl's mouth and he couldn't breathe. If you saw Carl walking around with the kitty kind of kicking at his mouth, you'd just tell him to "spit out the kitty." and he'd do it.

    We found a place that will bury him. Told him goodbye, wrapped him up in his blanket and my daughter and hubby have gone to take him there. I'm quite sad about the whole thing. He was my buddy, I wish we could have afforded to have him cremated.

    When I was at the computer like this, he would put his big head between my lap and my arm and if I wasn't paying him enough attention he'd rustle my arm up and down with his head.

    I've got 2 ***** dogs who are kind of standing around, like "what are we supposed to do now?" They're going to jostle for alpha dog now, and that's going to be annoying. He kept them in line.

    Okay, that's enough. I hope he has a nice shady spot by a brook on the other side of the rainbow bridge - he drank a lot. He really liked to put his head on my lap after a nice long drink! I hope there are sheep or something there for him to herd. I always felt like he was looking for something to herd. I hope there are no evil terrorist squirrels to throw black walnuts at him.

    I'm going to miss him a lot.

    Love

    Dennie
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  2. 37 Comments

  3. by   night owl
    {{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{ohhh Dennie}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}} I'm cryin for you right now kiddoe! Losin a pet really sux...Thinking happy thoughts of him will help lift the sad thought that he's gone...He will always be around.
  4. by   hoolahan
    {{{{{{{{{{{{{{Dennie}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}
    May Carlzey rest in peace. I am sure he is looking after the kitties and keeping those pitbulls in line at Rainbow Bridge. :kiss
  5. by   aimeee
    ((((((Dennie))))))) I'm sorry to hear of the loss of your furry friend, Dennie.
  6. by   sunnygirl272
    dennieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!
    i'm so sad for you.......
    hugs to you and yours......from me and my daisy mae...
  7. by   Tookie
    Dennie
    wiping tears from my eyes
    Love from me and my dog Jones
  8. by   Mary Dover
    Oh my friend Dennie, my heart goes out to you this morning. Don't feel bad about the way he died, he must have known something and maybe wanted to spare you the knowledge of what was happening. Take care my friend and God bless you.
    Mary
  9. by   subec
    Dennie---my heart goes out to you. What a fortunate dog, to have been so loved.
  10. by   lindalee
    Nurse Dennie, (((((HUGS))))))) I am involved with rescue work and this was sent to me awhile ago. It is good for any breed. I think that perhaps one of the major flaws in the Creator's plan is having our animals live spans be so much shorter than ours. Then when I am sure of it I look at my little dogs I have now and realize I would never have had them if my previous animals were still alive so maybe He did know best. Thank you for rescuing Carlzey and loving him all these years. You were blessed with him in your life and him with you in his.


    The Spirit of a Boxer

    I was standing on a hillside in a field of blowing wheat
    And the Spirit of a Boxer dog was lying at my feet.

    He looked at me with kind dark eyes,
    As ancient wisdom shining through and in the essence
    of his being, I saw love there too.

    His mind did lock upon my heart as I stood there on that day.
    And he told me of this story - about a place so far away.

    I stood upon that hillside in a field of blowing wheat -
    And in a twinkling of a second, his Spirit left my feet.

    His tale did put my heart at ease, my fears did fade away -
    About what lay ahead of me on another distant day.

    "I live among God's creatures now - in the heavens of your mind
    So do not grieve for me, my friend as I am with my kind."

    My collar is a rainbow's hue, my leash a shooting star -
    My boundaries are the Milky Way where I sparkle from afar.

    There are no pens or kennels here for I am not confined-
    But free to roam God's heavens among my Boxer kind.

    I nap the day on a snowy cloud, gentle breezes rocking me -
    And dream the dreams of earthlings and how it used to be.

    The trees are full of liver treats and tennis balls abound -
    And milkbones line the walkways just waiting to be found.

    There even is a ring set up on the grass all lush and green -
    And everyone who gaits around, becomes the Best of Breed.

    For we're all winners in this place, we have no faults you see -
    And God passes out those ribbons to each one, even me.

    I drink from waters laced with gold, my world a beauty to behold -
    And wise old dogs do form my pride to amble at my very side.

    At night I sleep in an angel's arms, her wings protecting me -
    And moonbeams dance about us as stardust falls on thee.


    So when your life on earth is spent, and you stand at Heaven's gate -
    Have no fear of loneliness for here, you know, I wait.

    Author unknown.
  11. by   Carleigh
    Dennie,

    What a lucky dog to have had such a good, long life with you! But it's never easy to say goodby to our pets. This is a very sweet poem that has always brought me peace when thinking about my pets that have died.

    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...
  12. by   thisnurse
    ((((dennie))))
    i know how you feel. its been two weeks since sammy was killed and i still cant stop crying.
  13. by   Furball
    I really sorry for your loss Dennie. Your story reminded me of a dog I had many years ago...a British bull Mastiff named Max. He died of a massive MI under his favorite tree. We had let him out at night to do his "business...and like your dog he didn't come when called. We found him dead under his tree. It was horrible. He weighed over 200 lbs...we had to use the kubota tracter to carry him to the pasture behind our house to bury him. I went to work the next morning..horribly upset. My boss was very understanding and he sent me home! He said "you don't come to work when a family member has died."

    Again, my condolences. You gave him a great home and life.

    Furby
  14. by   dianah
    Dennie, I grieve with you. We love our pets, they ARE family, no "dumb animals" here. They sense our moods, love us unconditionally == and teach us of that love. It hurts so much to lose one. Love the Rainbow Bridge piece. We are with you.

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