Clyde went to the Great Doghouse in the Sky today. Last hashtag for #Clydethebeagle #sad
Clyde went to the Great Doghouse in the Sky today. Last hashtag for #Clydethebeagle #sad
https://plus.google.com/u/0/photos/+BarryCochran/albums/6079500753804749169/6079501276389468738?pid=6079501276389468738&oid=103961050545011124941
https://plus.google.com/u/0/photos/+BarryCochran/albums/6079500753804749169/6079501276389468738?pid=6079501276389468738&oid=103961050545011124941
It was his last Great Escape.
ReplyDeleteSo sorry for your loss.
ReplyDeleteR.I.P., Clyde. :(
ReplyDeleteOur thoughts are with you and your family Barry Cochran .. I just spent time looking through the wonderful photos you've posted in The G+ DogPark of Clyde ... Such a lovely tribute to a life well lived!
ReplyDeleteRest in Peace Clyde.
It's hard to let them go but they change our lives forever. What a sweet looking pup.
ReplyDeleteRIP Clyde!
ReplyDeleteRIP Clyde! I'm so sorry for you, I know the feeling.
ReplyDeleteA while ago I found this wonderful picture of a dogs last testament:
http://doggymomblog.files.wordpress.com/2013/04/a-dogs-last-will-and-testament.jpg
I'm sorry to hear about Clyde. I always enjoyed seeing his posts and pics. I will miss him. :-(
ReplyDeleteThanks, everyone, for the well-wishes. It was a hard weekend. It was, as we say in Oregon, a "death with dignity." Clyde was still able to walk into the vet, and we were with him to the end. The last thing he saw was Montana and me petting him. Montana and I had agreed in April when Clyde had a bad spell that we would not selfishly take extreme measures to keep him alive (but not living) just so we could postpone our own sadness. Fortunately, in April, Clyde's doc was able to prescribe meds that reduced his pain and gave him one more summer. And what a summer it was! We went to the coast several times, Clyde walked in the Pacific, got splashed by sneaker waves, stole my food, sniffed. And sniffed. Also: sniffed. He walked the Doggy Dash, the longest dog walk on the west coast. Then, over the past week, he went downhill, fast. He couldn't get up, had trouble even walking. Finally, as we took him to the vet, we noticed he wasn't even sniffing. Sniffing is 98% (or thereabouts) of a beagle's life. Clyde was ready to go. We knew it. And his vet, to her credit, knew it. She said, "We can charge you a lot more money, run a bunch of tests. But the reality is, there are a lot of problems. He's very old." Yes. Clyde was the Methuselah of beagles. And I'll go to my own death believing that he was cheated out of the title of Oldest Beagle in Portland. We'll have his ashes on Thursday and will sprinkle them over the months to come in various places he enjoyed. I told him we'll sprinkle some in the Willamette River, where my own ashes will join his when my own time comes.
ReplyDeleteMy heart goes out to you Barry Cochran and to all of Clyde's loved ones.
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing and for allowing Clyde to pass from this world with dignity. I know that saying good bye is incredibly painful. May your sweet memories bring you comfort at this time. The love and precious memories you shared will live on in all the lives you and Clyde have touched.
Peace be with you, Barry ... Clyde is now resting in peace.
I'm so sorry for the delay in seeing this post Barry Cochran but wanted to send love to you and Clyde, you're both in my thoughts and my heart.
ReplyDeleteChristoph S. Thanks for sharing the dogs last will and testament. I've seen it before and emailed if to my vet. I'd like to get a copy of it to frame and hang on wall.
ReplyDelete