A very old stray {The Old Fella Story}
Went camping this weekend at a campground on the lake, had not been there for a few years. Once there I began to walk around looking at the different sites when I noticed a very old dog. He just lay t...
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Good morning everyone. It's raining and cold here in the Deep South. The weather forecast is for rain all day and tonight with snow in the higher elevations. That means no snow for us. The prednisone is working. I am pain free, just suffering the side effects of the meds. I would like to take the camper out for two or three days. maybe we will be able to squeeze it in just as soon as I finish with the doctors.
I finally figured out how to burn the green wood. Just pile it high and put the starter logs under it and it will build a hot box inside the pile and if I keep the wood on top as it burns off the wood on the bottom will burn.
Dixie is such a hoot. She wants to play in the morning with her toy bird. She gets it and runs to me as if she wants me to take it and throw it. As soon as I reach for it she runs with it and plays keep away. If I am ever able to get it and throw it she will chase it and fetch it back to me only to play keep away. After a while she will get tried and lay down with it, but ever on guard to make sure no one gets it from her.
I was looking at pictures of Old Fella the other day. He was such a great dog. It was amazing how quickly he settled into the routine of the house. He was so trusting after he learned no one was going to hurt him. He loved his bed. in his golden years he spent a lot of time just lounging around on it. I won't never forget the weekend we lost him. WE went to Ava's Housse here in Greenville. We had to carry him up the stairs to the bedroom where we were sleeping. We made a sling out of a bed sheet. He allowed us to carry him in the sheet without struggling or showing any fear of what we were doing. When he saw his bed on the floor next to our bed he was excited to know he would be with us and not downstairs by himself. The next day started out peaceful. Sue left with Ava to go shopping. It was in the afternoon that I took Fella outside with me in the front yard. He took care of business and found a spot to lay down on his side. I sat on the grass next to him. He reached out with his left front paw to touch me. I reached over and petted him and the look in his yes were of love and peace. Little did I know this would ne our last time out together. We went back inside the house and Fella laid down. IT was then I noticed blood coming from his mouth. I wiped the blood and tried to see where it was coming from. I was not ale to see anything so I phoned Sue and told her to get home ASAP so we could take Fella to the emergency Vet clinic. When Sue got home we loaded Fella in the truck and took him to the vet. By the time we got there Fella was unable to walk or stand on his own. We put him on a stretcher and carried him inside and waited for the vet to maker her diagnoses. I knew Fella had bone cancer but didn't realize it had spread so far so quickly. When the vet came to us she was shaking her head and then we knew it was bad news. Fella was put to sleep with our hands on him and with tears in our eyes. Our life with Fella had come to an end and all too soon. Just three and one half years since his rescue he crossed the bridge.
The experience of Old Fella was a magical story. In all of my years I have never experienced such a story that has had so much of an impact on the lives of people. Just think of all the lives that have been saved because of him and the rescue effort he inspired. This thread helps keep his memory alive and the rescue effort on going.
Okay I need to get moving so I will close for now wishing everyone a blessed day. Be sure to give the fur babies a hug for me and be sure to tell someone you love them.
I finally figured out how to burn the green wood. Just pile it high and put the starter logs under it and it will build a hot box inside the pile and if I keep the wood on top as it burns off the wood on the bottom will burn.
Dixie is such a hoot. She wants to play in the morning with her toy bird. She gets it and runs to me as if she wants me to take it and throw it. As soon as I reach for it she runs with it and plays keep away. If I am ever able to get it and throw it she will chase it and fetch it back to me only to play keep away. After a while she will get tried and lay down with it, but ever on guard to make sure no one gets it from her.
I was looking at pictures of Old Fella the other day. He was such a great dog. It was amazing how quickly he settled into the routine of the house. He was so trusting after he learned no one was going to hurt him. He loved his bed. in his golden years he spent a lot of time just lounging around on it. I won't never forget the weekend we lost him. WE went to Ava's Housse here in Greenville. We had to carry him up the stairs to the bedroom where we were sleeping. We made a sling out of a bed sheet. He allowed us to carry him in the sheet without struggling or showing any fear of what we were doing. When he saw his bed on the floor next to our bed he was excited to know he would be with us and not downstairs by himself. The next day started out peaceful. Sue left with Ava to go shopping. It was in the afternoon that I took Fella outside with me in the front yard. He took care of business and found a spot to lay down on his side. I sat on the grass next to him. He reached out with his left front paw to touch me. I reached over and petted him and the look in his yes were of love and peace. Little did I know this would ne our last time out together. We went back inside the house and Fella laid down. IT was then I noticed blood coming from his mouth. I wiped the blood and tried to see where it was coming from. I was not ale to see anything so I phoned Sue and told her to get home ASAP so we could take Fella to the emergency Vet clinic. When Sue got home we loaded Fella in the truck and took him to the vet. By the time we got there Fella was unable to walk or stand on his own. We put him on a stretcher and carried him inside and waited for the vet to maker her diagnoses. I knew Fella had bone cancer but didn't realize it had spread so far so quickly. When the vet came to us she was shaking her head and then we knew it was bad news. Fella was put to sleep with our hands on him and with tears in our eyes. Our life with Fella had come to an end and all too soon. Just three and one half years since his rescue he crossed the bridge.
The experience of Old Fella was a magical story. In all of my years I have never experienced such a story that has had so much of an impact on the lives of people. Just think of all the lives that have been saved because of him and the rescue effort he inspired. This thread helps keep his memory alive and the rescue effort on going.
Okay I need to get moving so I will close for now wishing everyone a blessed day. Be sure to give the fur babies a hug for me and be sure to tell someone you love them.
