Nostalgia4Infinity posted:

Nostalgia4Infinity posted:

Tide posted:

We lost this handsome fella this morning. He suffered a series of strokes over the weekend, with a poor prognosis of any sort of quality of life, and we decided to send him to the Rainbow Bridge. We had an amazing 12 years with him, though. He is very definition of a drat good dog.

Pictures are from when he was a young, strapping, full of energy, wiggle butt handsome young man...





Sorry for the downer post but give your dogges all the hugs and pets every day all day.

Tide posted:

We lost this handsome fella this morning. He suffered a series of strokes over the weekend, with a poor prognosis of any sort of quality of life, and we decided to send him to the Rainbow Bridge. We had an amazing 12 years with him, though. He is very definition of a drat good dog.

Pictures are from when he was a young, strapping, full of energy, wiggle butt handsome young man...





Sorry for the downer post but give your dogges all the hugs and pets every day all day.

Tide posted:

Thanks all. It's been a rough, long day. Lots of crying, lots of talking about favorite memories.

Whats odd, and this is the first time in 24 years that I/we have not had a dog, how quiet it is. So many sounds that at times drove us nuts; deciding to eat (LOUDLY) right in the middle of an important part of a TV show, or the snorts, or the woowoo sounds, or the sneezes, or the click of the nails on the tile, or just the breathing, the BARRRORRROOOROOOOOROOOO when someone knocks on the door. The only boxer I've ever heard that sounded like a hound dog when he barked. The peeeeeew of his silent but deadly farts. But it was the sounds and smells of normalcy.

Now that its not here, we miss it.

He is a good dogge. Rightfully wary of strangers at times, but warmed up once he figure out you weren't a threat. Hated being alone so he would follow you from room to room. Loved to snuggle up. A 70lb lap dog. A heck of a pillow. Amazing with kids and gentle with little girls, who were his kryptonite. Loved a bath. Loved a sprinkler. Loved a kiddie pool. LOVED my wife and kid. When my son was a baby, he would sleep under the crib. When the kid was in his rocker, he would sit next to him and snort in his ear (which made my kid roar with laughter) then look away like "I didn't do it" and when my son would quit laughing, he would do it again. We have three dog beds...one in the den, one in my sons room, and one in our bedroom and he would alternate between the three. He would make his rounds through the house, checking on everyone until satisfied, he would turn in for the night; usually in my sons room and sometime in the middle of the night would abandon his dog bed to sleep with my kid. Or he would ease up in our bed like a ninja and I would be awoken by the rhythmic breathing on a boxer snout in my face.

He is a special, sweet boy that we have so many good memories of and those are the ones we'll remember and cherish.

Jobbo_Fett posted:

RIP a drat good dogge

Wasabi the J posted:

http://i.imgur.com/HtuCUTK.mp4

Tide posted:

Thanks all. It's been a rough, long day. Lots of crying, lots of talking about favorite memories.

Whats odd, and this is the first time in 24 years that I/we have not had a dog, how quiet it is. So many sounds that at times drove us nuts; deciding to eat (LOUDLY) right in the middle of an important part of a TV show, or the snorts, or the woowoo sounds, or the sneezes, or the click of the nails on the tile, or just the breathing, the BARRRORRROOOROOOOOROOOO when someone knocks on the door. The only boxer I've ever heard that sounded like a hound dog when he barked. The peeeeeew of his silent but deadly farts. But it was the sounds and smells of normalcy.

Now that its not here, we miss it.

He is a good dogge. Rightfully wary of strangers at times, but warmed up once he figure out you weren't a threat. Hated being alone so he would follow you from room to room. Loved to snuggle up. A 70lb lap dog. A heck of a pillow. Amazing with kids and gentle with little girls, who were his kryptonite. Loved a bath. Loved a sprinkler. Loved a kiddie pool. LOVED my wife and kid. When my son was a baby, he would sleep under the crib. When the kid was in his rocker, he would sit next to him and snort in his ear (which made my kid roar with laughter) then look away like "I didn't do it" and when my son would quit laughing, he would do it again. We have three dog beds...one in the den, one in my sons room, and one in our bedroom and he would alternate between the three. He would make his rounds through the house, checking on everyone until satisfied, he would turn in for the night; usually in my sons room and sometime in the middle of the night would abandon his dog bed to sleep with my kid. Or he would ease up in our bed like a ninja and I would be awoken by the rhythmic breathing on a boxer snout in my face.

He is a special, sweet boy that we have so many good memories of and those are the ones we'll remember and cherish.

ComfyPants posted:

Jesus stop filming and go pette that poor dogge.

Jobbo_Fett posted:

Nostalgia4Dicks posted:

Haha holy poo poo are you kidding me

https://www.facebook.com/SilviaSaintOfficial/videos/1027070197351411/

Nostalgia4Infinity posted:

I really want a Shibe y'all.