Many, many years ago, when I was about 6 years old, my parents wanted to get me a dog. They found a beautiful Collie at a pet store (before anyone knew better). Well the took me to the store to see the pup, and while in the store I found , in the front window about 12 little Cocker Spaniel pups. All were blond but there was one who was black.
I did not want the collie anymore, I wanted the little black cocker. Of course being the only child and quite spoiled, I got what I wanted. We took her home and named her Bonnie. She was just beautiful. She would follow me and mom down the stairs to do the laundry and then when it was time to go up I would stand behind her just in case she fell. But she did good.
Well, when she was about 2 months old she started acting funny, did not want to play, could not get up and down the stairs, some liquid coming out of the mouth. Dad and his brother took her to the vets and lo and behold she had distemper and had to be put down. That was the only time I saw my dad cry.
About 2 months later we got a call from my grandma who said she kept hearing a noise on her front porch. When she went out, just sitting there was a black Cocker Spaniel. He was a lot older then a puppie, but we took him home. We named him Smokey, because we got him a rubber toy pipe which he always carried around.
We had many good years together and he was very loved. Just seems funny how some things happen. I still think about them both with love and sorrow.
Oh yea, my grandma ended up getting the collie from that same store and she was just fine.
What a sad yet nice story. I, too, had a puppy that I rescued from the pound, and after 10 days, she had to be put to sleep for distemper as well. Oddly, her name was Smokey.
Now I jus just had to have my 12 year old lab put to sleep about three weeks prior, but at least she had lived a long happy life, Losing the puppy hurt more evenough I only had for ten days. It may as well have been ten years. Even the vet took it badly. The poor little thing never had a chance.
Because she had distemper, I had to wait a couple of months before bringing another animal into the the house, but I now have a beautifull little Australian shepherd mix that I rescued, but this time from a different shelter and although she didn't take Smokey's place she has filled a void in my heart. You never forget any of your dogs annd they all will hold a special place in your heart, too. It sounds like you're remebering your past furry friends, and maybe maybe it's time to add a new one if you already haven't :-)
I'm sorry for your loss,it really hurts when there is nothing you can do to help. BTW I am much older now and I have 4 big furbabys at this moment lounging around the house. Oh yea, a cat , and many tropical fish. Not to mention a DH and a son and his wife. House might be too full. LOL. But I love every minute of it.
I remember when I was a little girl. My mother did not like pets. I have always loved animals, especially dogs.
Like 2 or 3 time when I was growing up, I would find a dog or puppy on my way to school or back. Well, of course, I would start petting the dog and he would immediately like me and would start following me.
So, not knowing better (since I was a child and wanted a dog) I wouldn't look for the owner and would take it home with me.
My mother would not tell me I couldn't keep it but would wait till I was gone and would get rid of "my" dog. When I would come back she would just tell me that the dog "took off". One day, I even saw "my dog" in the neighbor's yard, I asked her and she said it was her dog.
It wasn't until I was older that my mother told me that all those times she would get rid of the dog. I was surprised when she told me and for a while I didn't like her because of it.
That is why, now I have not one but 4 dogs of my own, I am making up for the ones I did not have as a child.
Just to let everyone know this took place about 51 years ago, before there was all the info that we have now about pet stores and puppy mills. Can you imagine how many poor pups were lost back then? Most people did not have the knowledge that is now available, so did not do anything about it. It was thought just to be bad luck. I will not even go into a pet store that sells pups and kittens as it just breaks my heart.