Got into an interesting conversation today at work. My co-worker has had two great danes that she has had since birth 13 year ago. They are brothers and have never been apart. She had to take one to the vet and have it put down two weeks ago. Now the other dog is "acting out". Pooping and peeing everywhere and chewing things up. It's behavior that she hasn't seen since he was a puppy. She is baffled. I suggested that maybe he was trying to get attention because he missed his brother. I think he must be lonely and confused now that he is alone. After 13 years, all of a sudden, his buddy is gone..Is this a crazy notion? I don't think it is at all.
My last two cats, Rattles and little Man Tate, were EXTREMELY close. I was the odd man out in that relationship. When Rattles got sick with a brain tumor I didn't want to drag it out and let her suffer. So I took her to the vet one morning and let her go. How was I going to explain this to Little Man?? This is what I did: After it was over, I took Rattles little body back home. I placed her on the bed, wrapped in a baby blanket and called Little Man Tate into the room. He approached her slowly and sniffed her for several minutes. Then he looked at me, looked back down at her and then gently put his mouth very close to hers(I thought he kissed her). He then turned around and left the room. Of course he was never able to tell me how he felt, but I think he understood what had happened. Little Man joined his soul mate at RB two years later, but I will never regret letting him say his goodbye to her, in his own way
My last two cats, Rattles and little Man Tate, were EXTREMELY close. I was the odd man out in that relationship. When Rattles got sick with a brain tumor I didn't want to drag it out and let her suffer. So I took her to the vet one morning and let her go. How was I going to explain this to Little Man?? This is what I did: After it was over, I took Rattles little body back home. I placed her on the bed, wrapped in a baby blanket and called Little Man Tate into the room. He approached her slowly and sniffed her for several minutes. Then he looked at me, looked back down at her and then gently put his mouth very close to hers(I thought he kissed her). He then turned around and left the room. Of course he was never able to tell me how he felt, but I think he understood what had happened. Little Man joined his soul mate at RB two years later, but I will never regret letting him say his goodbye to her, in his own way