Originally posted by Griz57 This has been a tough one, and has taken me a couple of months just to be able to post. We lost our 9 year old silver back beagle Miss Dixie, on June 6th to liver cancer. She was the sweetest, most loving companion we've ever had, and we miss her terribly.
In her honor, we decided to contact the local rescue, and give a good home to another beagle in need. Meet Inca, who will only answer to "Baby Girl" now. She's a one year old little lady, with an injured right eye. Her nose and hearing are absolutely incredible, adjusting I would imagine, for the loss of sight in the one eye.
And now, for the rest of the story. Who can go to a shelter, and come home with just one? Apparently, not us! This is Jordon, or "Jordy Boy", as he likes to be called. He is 3 years old and a silver back beagle, as was Miss Dixie.
Both are helping to heal our broken hearts as the days go by.
Griz
Sad to read about the loss in your family Griz. I can say that I know how it feels. I lost Zoe about 7 years ago. She was just shy of her 15th birthday.
One day she came up to me and placed her chin on my knee while I was watching TV, and looked up at me in a way that told me she knew her time was up. At first I tried and tried to help her out, took her to the vet, had dozens of tests run. The doc said that whatever it was it could not be dealt with by medicine. Zoe began to refuse food, so we made special food for her. She would eat for a few days and then stop eating and come place her chin on my knee again.
After a month or so it was clear that she was at the end of her days. I finally had to bring a gal out who put her to sleep.
It was the toughest thing I have ever had to do, but I also did not want to see her suffer any longer.
In the 15 years she was my girl we were never apart. She went everywhere with me, work, the store, doctor visits, traveling, racing, everywhere.
She was like a daughter to me.
Not a day goes by that I do not think of her. Sometimes I dig into something that I have not been into for years and a bit of her fur will be there (she would shed like crazy!).
I applaud your ability to get on with life and give a home to not one but two other pups. You truly must be a great man. I still have not been able to do what you have, although every now and again I see a pup, reach out and pet it, it responds and I get that feeling deep inside . . . . . . . . .
Someday maybe.
Someday.