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I can't even imagine my life without my dogs. I have 6, but Bella and Mollie are the two house dogs, therefore, they are the most pampered.
Mollie helped get me through the tragic death of my sister. She never left my side for 3 months. She was so close behind me, if I turned around, I'd stumble over her. She would lay in bed at night and lay her head across my neck (sometimes choking me ![]() Fast forward 2 years, exact same month as my sister, and my best (and only) friend in the world dies. I've known her 27 years, and done any and everything with her. She's the only one I've gone to movies with (ever) and the only one I went out to eat with besides family. When she died, I truly felt alone, and inconsolable. Bella was there for me this time, making me smile through such a sad time in my life. She made me bounce back because she needed me, she needed me to keep going, to get up every day and take her out and play with her. She still needs me, and sometimes, she even drives me crazy. But she helps me to not think so much about the loss of my best friend, and she helps me not dwell on the fact that my best friend in the world, is never going to be just a phone call away and a "What's up chick" at the other end of the line. I still think about that, and I still mourn that deep loss, but Bella helps me to refocus my attention, and for that, I will be eternally grateful. Imagine my life without my dogs?? Never. |
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Hmm, being without my heart dog Delilah life hasn't exactly been easy. We're talking about the dog who helped me stay sane through my teenage years, including a typical teen pregnancy and sometimes even going so far as to protecting me from domestic abuse, she was there with me when I left my Mom's house. Life basically sucks without her. No more feeling fearless to go walking out at any hour because I knew she had my back, no more wicked smart antics and mind-blowing athletic feats to watch. No more soft fur to cry into when my heart feels like it shattering and no more deep mahogany brown eyes that matched the shade my eyes are to look into, so full of love and understanding.....
![]() ![]() Without Brutus though, I don't think I would have even tried to get over Delilah's death. Without him I wouldn't go outside unless I was walking to my car.If I didn't have him though, I wouldn't worry about where I was going to live though since most places have a no pets/pit bulls policy. I wouldn't have to worry about him finding a new way to eat the cable and I wouldn't have to worry about someone stealing him. |
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My life would be quieter, less messy and the cats would be quite happy, except for one who is best buddies with Babe. I wouldn't have the silly expressions on Babe's face to make me laugh or Casey's smiley little face to cheer me up when I've had a bad day though. I wouldn't have two happy dogs to greet me when I come home from work like I'd been gone for yrs. I wouldn't feel as safe when I'm home alone. I wouldn't have a wet, sloppy doggy tongue to lick away my tears when I'm sad. I would no longer have my walking partners. I wouldn't have the complete unconditional love my dogs provide me. My dogs don't judge me and love me just the way I am. My life would be pretty boring and empty without them.
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Life.. without...
without... Ruger!?!? ![]() Life without Ruger would be... . Yes, blank. That's what it would be! Oh, and Clairece.. life without Clairece would be.. like it was before - when things weren't knocked over and broken, shins weren't headbutted, you weren't baroo'ed at in the morning as a wake up call... LOL It would be boring : |
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i rather not think about it. ![]() ![]() |
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Life without my crazy three:
My furniture wouldn't be rearranged everytime I left the house. I wouldn't have to worry about my Great Dane knocking down anyone or hurting them I would have more money My carpets would be so nice I would have less bruises from abuse by Great Dane I would have more room in my bedroom I could have nice things I could go home to PA on a whim whenever I wanted I wouldn't have to worry about where they would go if I deployed. Cons: I would be completely and utterly alone. I wouldn't be able to sleep at night I wouldn't have my little alarm systems I would just be completely lost. They make me laugh and smile |
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My first dog was the worst to get over. Fraul(short for frauline) was my best friend growing up. She slept at the end of the bed every night. I've been looking for fraul ever since I've been old enough to own my own. She was great she would just lick my tears away so gently it was like a mother wiping away a childs tears. I still miss her.
Odie was my saving grace, I miscarried and I told my husband I needed a dog who would always be by my side. I told my breeder and a month later, Odie was returned due to bsl. He was just the sweetest boy and the most well behaved 4 mos old pup I'd ever met. Didn't chew,bark or anything. Just the mellowest puppy ever. Red is my hyper spastic smart girl. Living without them, we might have carpeting,instead we pulled it up from other animals we fostered. Never again after that, dh said no more. I might actually get to sleep in. I wouldn't have the laugh every time Odie did the eye brow switching back and force. One goes up the other goes down and repeat. Makes me laugh every time. I wouldn't have the laughs of when dh and Odie rough house, and how Red has to be in the middle of everything. I couldn't live without my dogs! If I didn't have them, I would be bored out of my mind! |
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I would have more space in the house and less mess. I wouldn't have to listen to my dad complain about "pit bulls", or believing the lies he is told by his wife via her son (ex:I have more dogs than I claim; One of my dogs is mauling my goats, etc.).
I would have more money and less responsibility. No dog hair all over the place and my clothes. No worry about a dog getting sick or, in the case of Lakota recently and once my Mooey (RIP), poo in my car! But I would be very unhappy and lonely (people only do so much for me in the companionship department). I had to live without dogs for a few yrs before I remarried bc of an odd work schedule and a long commute. I just was not home enough to take care of a dog. My son even had to stay with my dad bc of it. Some nights I didn't get home until midnight, and I might have to leave by 8 the next morning. I even worked 12+ hrs a day at times. But it was good money with benefits, and I loved the job. I would rather not have to ever be in that situation again, however. I would miss my son and my dogs way too much to go back to that. |
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Hmmmm. What would life be like without my dogs? Well ...
- We'd have more money, that's for sure! - Less hassle on vacations, as we wouldn't have to worry about getting a someone check on & take care of the outside dogs & we wouldn't have the hassle of taking the inside dogs with us. - Our house would be far cleaner. - My house would have been far nicer (no chewed doors, etc.) - I could get out of our crappy a.. neighborhood & move anywhere I liked. - FAR less worry, since I wouldn't have to be concerned with someone stealing my dogs, being arrested over nothing & having my dogs killed & myself jailed just for being a responsible pit bull owner or the spreading BSL. Hmmmm ... I'm sure there are others, but that's all I can think of right now. But despite all the negatives, I will still have at least 1-2 dogs. |
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I honestly don't know if I'd be alive without my girl. At the very least I'd still be an in emotionally abusive relationship and probably be even more depressed/self destructive than I was then.
She is the first dog I've had that was all mine. She is literally a part of me. She gave me the strength to step away from a horrible relationship and learn to be myself again. I can't imagine her not being by my side. I live for the joyful howling, the doofy grins, the kisses, the all out happy energy for life, the husky ball tucked behind my knees while I sleep, and her freakish love for my cats. I'm even happier with a whole pack of dogs lounging around the house, but like I said the second I met her: she's perfect. ![]() |
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I had to live without a PET in general for 2 years...(X-boyfriend didn't like animals) and I was really depressed and I felt so alone. I was always stressed out and always felt like I was useless.
NOW!! with my boys I'm much happier (new bf really helps too) I have things to do they go everywhere with me and I love getting them out. They being me so much joy! i love em and I will NEVER be without them again! |
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When we lost Frannie; both my husband and I were devastated.
As childless (by choice) homebodies; our lives revolved around her. In our grieving process we commented to each other, "Hey, we'll have allot more money without buying all Fran's meds and the countless trips to the vet"! Then we said, "Maybe we'll go to a show, or travel somewhere...maybe, we'll go...somewhere". - because we never went anywhere Frannie couldn't come; so consequently we never went anywhere. We were without Fran for 6 months...and we never went anywhere and we never spent any "extra money". It was quiet and lonely and boring and miserable. Of course we had to work through the grief of losing Fran and then the guilt of moving on... but when we got Veronica...it was like there was color in our world again...and there was life. |
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