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I got off work today at about 4:15 pm and turned on my cell phone, and immediately got a text from my wife it said "Bandette died today". Bandette was our Terrier / ****z Shu, She would have been 20 years old in August.
She was always a "go get'er", She never had any pups but she was a mother all the others that have come and gone over the years. Below are some photos of her just 6 mos ago being a mother to a kitten that my wife was hand feeding. She will be missed. :frown:
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Max, just remember the great times you've all had with Bandette the past 19 plus years. Our Corgi Tony is our late life child and I know how attatched we get to our children...er.. pets. Bandette is playing on the other side of Rainbow bridge waiting for you....
 
Sorry for your loss Max.

The 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 vigour; 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
 
Sorry fir your loss. I understand hoe much a part of the family a dog can be...especially after 20 years. She lived a long life. You were lucky to have had her for so long.
 
I am so sorry for your loss. When I saw the pictures of Bandette my heart jumped a bit. She is the spitting image of my Jasper dog who passed on about 10 years ago at the ripe old age of 17. He was my constant companion and buddy and I know how you must feel. Time does heal and you will think back on all the good times you had and smile, like I did just a bit ago.
 
Beautiful dog, and sounds like she was a good friend. 20 years is a great, long time to have a dog, and I'm sure she appreciated all the great times as much as you did.

She is young for her years - looks like a pup, still.

My deepest condolences.

Andrew
 
Good Friends

There is a saying - Good friends leave paw prints in your heart. I'm sure it applies. Will Rogers put it this way - "If dogs don't go to heaven, when I die I want to go where they went". I just say if there are no dogs, it can't be heaven.
 
Mans best friend is NOT only a cliche'! Sorry fur (intended) your loss. I have a 17 year old cocker in her golden years, slower, have to help her in the car and up on the couch sometimes, but glad to stilll have her here.
 
Max:
I know this doesn't help your grieving, but perhaps the reason that our maker allowed her to stay with you for 140 dogs years is because of how well you treated her.

I feel in my heart that Bandette, as all good and faithful companions, has gone to that special place reserved for such good friends. When it is my turn to go, I hope I get to go to that place.

If it is ok, I will not grieve for your family, or Bandette, but instead be happy for you that you were allowed such a long visit with such a good friend.

Respectfully submitted.
 
Max,
Sorry to hear about your loss. I too, have been through that several times with what I like to refer to them as my "four-legged kids"

Here's a prayer and a story I always like to send to maybe understand or at least ease the burden of the grief I know you and your wife are going through right now.

God bless

Prayer for a dog
Treat me gently beloved master, and I will love you with a full and happy heart.
Show me patience and I will learn to understand your every word and action. I will even protect you with my life if yours is at any time in danger.
Speak to me often, for your voice is music to my ears and I await even the simple sound of your footsteps, knowing soon you will be near.
Shelter me from nature's bitter cold and wet and I in return will warm your feet beside the hearth. Or, if life should be unkind, I will find a place of comfort for us both, for your pleasure is my dearest wish.
Play with me, for I seek your challenge just as I seek to please you. I will follow a thrown ball to the ends of the earth if you choose it and I will swim the seven seas just to see you smile.
Fill my bowl with fresh water and see that I'm well fed, for I cannot speak to ask you and am completely at your mercy. But my trust in you is so complete; I know you will never do me wrong.
And beloved master, when I grow old and the time comes to say farewell, hold me gently in your arms and I will go without a whimper. For with you I am safe and secure. A dog who gave love and received it with a grateful heart.

A Man and his Dog
A man and his dog were walking along a road.

The man was enjoying the scenery, when it suddenly occurred to him
that he was dead.
He remembered dying and that his dog had been dead for years.
He wondered where the road was leading them.

After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of
the road. It looked like fine marble. At the top of a long hill, it was broken
by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.

When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch
that looked like mother of pearl and the street that led to the gate
looked like pure gold.

He and the dog walked toward the gate and as they got closer, they
saw a man at a desk to one side.
When they were close enough,
he called out, "Excuse me, where are we?"

"This is heaven, sir," the man answered.
"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the traveler asked.
"Of course, sir. Come right in, I'll have some ice water sent right up."
The man gestured and the gate began to open.

"Can my friend," gesturing toward the dog, "come in too?" the traveler asked.
"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."

The man thought for a moment, and then, turning back towards the road,
continued the way they had been going.

After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, they came to
a dirt road which led through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed.

There was no fence. As they approached the gate, he saw a man inside,
leaning against a tree and reading a book.

"Excuse me!" he called to the reader. Do you have any water?".
"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there". The man pointed to a place that
couldn't be seen from outside the gate. "Come on in."

"How about my friend here?". The traveler said, gesturing to the dog.
"There should be a bowl by the pump" said the man.

They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an
old fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.

The traveler filled the bowl and took a long drink, then gave some to the dog.
When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man
who was standing by the tree waiting for them.
"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.
"This is heaven," was the answer."

"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said. "The man down the
road said that was heaven, too."

"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and the pearly gates?
Nope, that's hell."

"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"
"Nope, I can see how you might think so, but we're just happy
that they screen out the folks who'll leave their best friends behind."

Author unknown
 
Max, so sorry for your loss. My first pup was 8 when I lost him and I was so attached, I cannot even fathom to lose a faithful friend of 19. She will always be treasured in your heart. Thoughts are with you.
 
Thanks Everyone for all of your kind words. We knew this day would come and even though you think you are prepared for it, it turns you never really are. My Wife sends her appreciations to all of you also and she thanks you for all of the stories, she has asked that I print them out for her as a keepsake.
Once again:

THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT.
 
My condolences on your loss.
Pets sure wap themselves around your heart.

Don't know if you pr cast or not.
If you would like a blank made with pictures of Bandette PM me.
($.00)

Greg
 
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You have my condolences. I still miss several of the wonderful canine companions I have had over the years.

Take care.

Bill
 
My condolences on your loss.
Pets sure wap themselves around your heart.

Don't know if you pr cast or not.
If you would like a blank made with pictures of Bandette PM me.
($.00)

Greg
Thank you for your kind offer, however I do cast and have already started the planning of one to go with all of the stories that my wife is collecting.
And I am sure my son will want one since she started out as his dog when he was 4, and as time passed and he grew up she became more the wife's Baby that wasn't growing up. If that makes any sense.
 
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