Not again

It was just a few weeks ago I posted about my old lab having to be put down, this afternoon my wife was headed out so I went to open the gate for her, my 2 corgis went with me, we'll I thought they both were with me. The younger one (6) Noah stopped on the slope of the drive. My wife did not see him. He broke both rear legs and his pelvis. This dog would play fetch until he could not move another step, with the odds they gave him as we'll as the chance if he made it through the surgery, I had to make that decision I did not want to make.
On top of that I had to call the dogs kid up at school and tell him, it is going to be tough on him they were pretty attached. When the boy is home the dog sleeps in his room, when he gone he sleeps where ever. First thing the dog would do when he got home is get his ball a drop it by the old ball bat, so the kid would hit him balls.
I post this because one there are many on here that know the pains of losing a pet and a buddy, and it help get rid if the junk in my head.
For those with corgis you know what it like with them in the family.
Thanks for letting me get it off my chest.

I feel for you vc...and I apologize for having absolutely nothing that I can say that will be of any comfort for your kid.

I'd share advice, I just don't have any.

Hang in there, and give your wife a hug. She needs it.

Sorry for your loss vc. My second year of college I went back home on a Friday night to watch my dad coach, after the game I went on the field to tell him I was going to run out to the farm to see my dog before heading back to Stillwater, that's when he told me she had died that morning. It hit me like a ton of bricks, I'll never forget it.

You never get over those things, but to be honest, the pain of losing her makes me appreciate how much she meant to me all those years. It's rare to have that kind of connection/bond with an animal.

P.S. She was posioned by the neighbor. She would go over there every morning and steal 2 guinea eggs, bring them back to our place and enjoy them on the back porch. We never really felt like it was that big of deal, it had went on for a few years, the neighbor never said anything about it, and he didn't eat the guinea eggs anyway. My dad stopped me a out 2 seconds before I dropped the neighbors dog with my 300 WIN Mag, I'm glad it did now, it wasnt the dogs fault. But I've killed about 30 guineas the past 10 years, and still counting. The neighbor has yet to look me in the eye after I told him what I thought about him.

I am a die hard corgi owner or should I say they own me and my heart.  They are truly magical fierce stubborn loyal cuddlebugs!  So sorry you lost part of your family.  A friend sent me this when my corgi passed away from cancer.  Hope it helps and when you are ready your old friends will point you in the direction of a new one. 


Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish wolfhound named Belker. The dog’s owners, Ron, his wife, Lisa, and their little boy, Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.

I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn’t do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.

As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.

The next day, I felt the familiar catch in my throat as Belker’s family surrounded him. Shane seemed so calm, petting the old dog for the last time, that I wondered if he understood what was going on. Within a few minutes, Belker slipped peacefully away.

The little boy seemed to accept Belker’s transition without any difficulty or confusion. We sat together for a while after Belker’s death, wondering aloud about the sad fact that animal lives are shorter than human lives.

Shane, who had been listening quietly, piped up, “I know why.”

Startled, we all turned to him. What came out of his mouth next stunned me.  I’d never heard a more comforting explanation.  He said, “People are born so that they can learn how to live a good life – like loving everybody all the time and being nice, right?”

The six-year-old continued, “Well, dogs already know how to do that, so they don’t have to stay as long.”

  Sorry for your loss. It's hard to lose a good dog and a better friend. It takes a long time to stop grieving for them and mornings for me are especially hard. You really take their greeting you in the morning for granted and don't realize how much of a part of the family that they are until they're gone.

So sorry to hear this! I love my Corgi, best dog I ever owned and I will never own another breed. I have one female, and she has a litter right now, and I am hoping to keep a female from it because what is better than one Corgi? TWO!

I hope your wife is not taking it too hard. Sad all the way around...

Yeah sorry to hear, been there done that.  10 years are so, paid a huge vet bill on my wife's little dog to save its life and that same day its home it gets crushed by the garage door.  Sensor did not kick in and it was trying to make it under before it closed.

Just one of those things unfortunately.