August 7, 2008
Poor Dory
I got home this afternoon and opened the back door to let Dory in the house. She was sleeping on the deck, but she didn't come when I called. When I approached her she was so still. When I touched her and felt how stiff she was, I knew she had died. Her collar tag had gotten caught between the deck slats and in an effort to free herself she choked. Poor Dory--she must have struggled so much because the collar itself was twisted twice around at the buckle and the metal D-ring to which her tags were attached was bent. We are sad tonight. She irritated us sometimes, but she had just passed beginner's dog obedience with flying colors and had finally become housetrained. She was a sweet and loving dog. We will really miss her.
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It's so sad...have you told your kids? I didn't say anything yet b/c I didn't know what the story was...ugh. I don't know why stuff like that has to happen.
Yes, we told the boys as soon as we got home last night, and we told them the truth--just not with as many specifics as I wrote in the blog. Grant said this morning, "Gosh mom, that's two pets I didn't get to say goodbye to; first my frog and now Dory." They seem to be doing okay with it. I'm the one who's probably taking it hardest.
I'm sorry, Erin, that's so sad!
I have 2 black pugs of my own, they also get on our nerves- especially since the arrival of kids but are still considered part of the family. I am so sorry for your loss!!!
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