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Historical post then. Like 3 of us got banned after that post lol
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Forgot about this thread too and didn't realize how old it is. Time's flying man, we really may just get old together on here and get to revisit alotta topics we joke about
And fishmamma really will be a cougar one day
And fishmamma really will be a cougar one day
Yeah, well since Kev's limitted me to only one new thread a week, we're defly gonna be stuck going over a lotta old topics...
I have a story to tell. The pictures below are my dog, Carlos. I got Carlos at a very difficult time in life, not difficult to the eye of an outsider, but difficult from the inside. My wife and I had been married just over a year when I picked Carlos up from a shelter adoption at Petsmart, and had no plans of getting a dog. I saw him there, and I knew he was going home with me. At that time in life, everything was going great, marriage was (and still is) awesome, work was going well, everything was great, except that I could feel myself slowly slipping back to a cocaine addiction that I had gotten over a couple years before. Every day it got harder and harder not to dive right back in. For a couple years surrounding age 19, I was a daily coke user. Got into all kinds of trouble and on the verge of death (as these stories always go) I decided i had to quit. With the help of friends and family, I did. Then as things started to normal out, the cravings began to hit again. I was getting cranky, sweaty, irresponsible, and in all ways stupid. I had gone to Petsmart to pick up some food for my Oscars...then I had a meeting with a dealer set that I was on my way to after Petsmart. But then I saw Carlos, I felt an instant bond with this dog, I did all the paperwork, got all the supplies, took my new dog home and completely forgot to go meet my guy for some blow. Had I met that dealer, I would have gone in head first and would most definitely be dead by now. Carlos saved my life that day.
About 6 months later, my lovely wife had taken Carlos out to the field behind our house to go potty when he saw one of his favorite playmates across the street. I had trained Carlos VERY well to not run when he wasn't on a leash, we had never had a problem, he always stayed right where I asked him to, but I wasn't out there. Carlos took off to go meet up with his buddy, and while crossing the road he got hit by a car going about 40 mph. The car drove on. My wife carried Carlos into the house and yelled for me to get out of the shower, she laid him in my arms and I thought my best friend was dead. He was motionless, bloody, and already bruising severely. I thought it was over, I thought the dog who saved me from returning to coke addiction and certain death had now died only a few months later.
I laid him on my bed to assess the situation, and was very relieved to see he was alive, he was in a very severe state of shock, he couldn't move any part of his body except his eyes. He was looking around the room, trying to figure out what was happening. I dressed faster than I ever have and rushed to the Vet.
The next 2 days were very difficult. The Vet wasn't sure if he was going to make it, he was bleeding internally and it was getting into his lungs. He had started to move his body now, but one leg wasn't responding. When the car hit him, it pushed his front-right leg up so high, that all the nerves that run through his arm pit were severed.
The story now starts to get better. The bleeding finally stopped, and we were able to bring him home, but his leg never came back. We waited six weeks for the nerves in his leg to start working again, but they never did. A dog's instinct tells them that if they can't feel and control something, it isn't part of them, so he began to think his leg was just a chew toy that followed him everywhere. We tried everything to keep him from chewing on it while giving it time to come back, we wrapped it, tied it back, put a cone on him, tried everything. One day I came home from work and Carlos had found a way around everything and chewed most of his paw off. That was the day we decided to take off the leg.
The surgery went great. Thanks to a very good Vet who really cared about us (she is a friend of mine and helped us through the whole process from the day he got hit).
We were able to take Carlos home a couple days later and he learned to walk again. He learned pretty well while the leg was still attached, but as it was dead it tripped him up quite a bit. Having it gone was probably a relief.
It's been over a year since the surgery, and he is just like a normal dog. He runs faster than he did before! He still runs with me in the mornings, hikes with me, and even bird hunts with me. You ain't seen nothin till you see a three legged terrier mut retrieve a duck. Sorry for rambling so much, I just wanted to share the story of my life-saving dog, this thread seemed like a good place.
About 6 months later, my lovely wife had taken Carlos out to the field behind our house to go potty when he saw one of his favorite playmates across the street. I had trained Carlos VERY well to not run when he wasn't on a leash, we had never had a problem, he always stayed right where I asked him to, but I wasn't out there. Carlos took off to go meet up with his buddy, and while crossing the road he got hit by a car going about 40 mph. The car drove on. My wife carried Carlos into the house and yelled for me to get out of the shower, she laid him in my arms and I thought my best friend was dead. He was motionless, bloody, and already bruising severely. I thought it was over, I thought the dog who saved me from returning to coke addiction and certain death had now died only a few months later.
I laid him on my bed to assess the situation, and was very relieved to see he was alive, he was in a very severe state of shock, he couldn't move any part of his body except his eyes. He was looking around the room, trying to figure out what was happening. I dressed faster than I ever have and rushed to the Vet.
The next 2 days were very difficult. The Vet wasn't sure if he was going to make it, he was bleeding internally and it was getting into his lungs. He had started to move his body now, but one leg wasn't responding. When the car hit him, it pushed his front-right leg up so high, that all the nerves that run through his arm pit were severed.
The story now starts to get better. The bleeding finally stopped, and we were able to bring him home, but his leg never came back. We waited six weeks for the nerves in his leg to start working again, but they never did. A dog's instinct tells them that if they can't feel and control something, it isn't part of them, so he began to think his leg was just a chew toy that followed him everywhere. We tried everything to keep him from chewing on it while giving it time to come back, we wrapped it, tied it back, put a cone on him, tried everything. One day I came home from work and Carlos had found a way around everything and chewed most of his paw off. That was the day we decided to take off the leg.
The surgery went great. Thanks to a very good Vet who really cared about us (she is a friend of mine and helped us through the whole process from the day he got hit).
We were able to take Carlos home a couple days later and he learned to walk again. He learned pretty well while the leg was still attached, but as it was dead it tripped him up quite a bit. Having it gone was probably a relief.
It's been over a year since the surgery, and he is just like a normal dog. He runs faster than he did before! He still runs with me in the mornings, hikes with me, and even bird hunts with me. You ain't seen nothin till you see a three legged terrier mut retrieve a duck. Sorry for rambling so much, I just wanted to share the story of my life-saving dog, this thread seemed like a good place.
Lol@getting old together. The day I have kids on here is the day I quit
Lmao@fishmama really being a cougar.
I feel bad for not commenting on the story just posted but I hate reading two books at the same time
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Don't feel bad! I didn't realize this thread was so old until after I wrote the novel!
I'm about to read it. We like bringing new life to old threads around here
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