Hope to see him when I cross over some day. (Many years from now)
Today I took my beloved Dog, Winzer, to the vet to have him euthanized. Had to carry him in as he could no longer walk. He could no longer hold up his back side enough to poop or pee.
This am I took him for a walk in his wheelchair and he tried to be upbeat. We played ball in the living room but he would not get his backside off the cushion even to chase it one foot out of reach. He was done.
Yesterday he had fallen in his poop and tracked it in. I cleaned it all up and then gave him a bath on the spot. I must have been a sight when I'm out front in shorts washing my dog.
Earlier this week I got the boys to come over to see the dog one last time.Warning them it was coming to this. This hard decision that I had put off by buying an expensive dog wheelchair to buy time etc. (That will be up on Craig's List shortly)
Here is a photo of Thomas giving Winzer a brushing earlier this week.
I often joked that he was Not related to the royal Wndsor's. But to the California Winzers' ... so that's when I'd explain the spelling... Then it made sense to them. Good for a laugh.
But my Winzor... A sweetheart dog. One of the best. A GSD with soft heart that liked to throw his ball to someone to have it tossed. And often picked a child or girl for this treat. He was smart. He knew that a kid or woman would not throw it too far!
It has been a very long time since I took him to the Airport Dog Park. It has been a long time since I took him to the local park full of local doggies off leash. His degenerative myelopathy was making its way up the spine and it was time to call it. We worked through the first stages with additives. Then medications for arthritis and pain. Saw a specialist and tried a interesting cocktail of drugs that made him too doped up to be happy. We backed off and back to the Rymidal alone for he still could be part of the family mentally while on it.
Lately he has not been missing out on Milk Bones. Or Duck Treats. Or plenty of wet can food with extra tasty bits of Cheese or Chicken added to encourage him to eat and be happy. Even went to "The Dogromat" to pick up some frozen dog food in the raw. Got him the Duck. His favorite. Got the full duck with extra hearts and gizzards and added that to his kibble. Did work for a time. He was old and was eating less and less.
His first photo was 6/9/2007 when I was making a Lost Dog flier that I put up on all the phone poles around our house. I advertised with the Mar Vista Community Counsil and other locations. Called all the pounds and told them to call me if any inquires for a full grown German Sheppard came in. We had him checked for both brands of tracking tags. None. No calls. Even two adverts in the LA Times. By this time we were smitten with his personality and he was attached to us and stopped trying to leave the yard.
2007 -
now in 2014 - 7 years and 18 days later
And that is a lot of time... He walked into my heart and put paw prints all over me. Inside and out.
Rest in peace Winzer dog. I will wish you well on your journey to the other side. Someday when I make the crossing I hope to see you there waiting for me. We can run and play ball again then.
Several Welsh Corgis, an American Eskimo and now a German Sheppard. All have a peace of my heart. Oh and I'll never forget my cat Chuck. The most dog like cat I've ever known. They all have a bit of my heart.
If there ever was a dog that could walk on water... It is a German Sheppard.
May you all know the grace of a loving and caring pet. Big or small it helps us to be more human.
In loving memory of my Winzor Lambert - R I P
Years Ago I Made a Resolution to Listen to My Dog.
A smart dog. A very good dog.
Keith ^. .^
PS... Had a close encounter with a wild Coyote recently and in a way a spirit guide let me know it was okay now to make this decision to let him go to the maker of us all.
2 comments:
Keith, What a beautiful Memorial of your Winzer's life and times.
He adored everything about you. He listened intently for you and every move you
would make, respectfully obeyed you, loved to please you and make you proud, he
protected you and patiently waited for you. He pranced around in circles for you,
and loved all the many adventures you took him on - in the car, to the beach, the
office and the bank, or any of your errands. He went on the boat, on the dingy,
and various dog parks and for long special walks. He was as lucky to have found
you as you were to find him.
He was even tempered with old and young alike, and always a joy to have around
and to adore.
Winzer knew you like you never knew yourself! He had you figured out! He is
sorely missed by many who grew fond of him and his character. He was as faithful
and as loyal as could be and so were you, in his loving attention and care.
RIP, Winzer dog. You were the best ever to Keith, his family, and to me and our
friends! Look down on us as often as you can. We will keep you close in our
hearts. Until we meet again.
Yours forever, - Carolene
7 years and a few weeks he lived with us Lambert's.
He was a stray. He was found at the home that he became adopted by in Los
Angeles. We was likely abandoned. He was likely a service dog of some sort.
Bomb sniffing or other job.
Boy his tail would wag when he was hunting for a tennis ball under a
bush/box/towel etc.
He loved all balls. From a Basket ball all the way down to a tennis ball. He was
addicted.
I'm offering his supplies to the person who adopts a German Sheppard from Westside
German Sheppard Rescue. To honor his memory.
In the end... "Who Rescued Whom?"
I'm ever so grateful for his love.
KL
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