My sweet, lovable boy...

[tnbsmommy]

It's breaking my heart to type this. And I needed a couple days to get my thoughts together. On Tuesday morning, while I was at work, Philip took M & M out to potty. Magnum decided he wanted to meet a dog across the street, and ended up slipping out of his collar (Usually we do a yard scan after the skunk incident, to check for wildlife, and dogs) and running across the road, as he did, a car turned onto our road. They slowed down, but JUST as they got to him he darted right in front of them. I was told it flipped him, but he got right back up. Philip got mya inside, the people stopped and said he looked like he had a broken leg.

He picked him up and took him into our yard and called me, since I am right down the road from the vet, I told him bring him to me, and let me look at him, b/c it'd be quicker than me going all the way there. I truly thought it couldn't be that bad, he said he had stood back up, and that he drank some water for him, and that the car couldn't have been going over 10 miles an hour. He brought him to me, and I took one look at him and said I'll meet you at the vet, go.

I pull up at the vet, by now it is 12, 20 minutes after it originally happened. I ran in and told the receptionist what happened, and she looked at me and said "Im sorry we don't have any vets here, their all at lunch." I said "are you kidding me???" She was like "no, sorry" I ran back out, in time to see philip trying to adjust Mag and his head flopped backward. I really knew then, but we rushed to the next vet (less than half a mile away) Ran in there, (I think I was a bit hysterical, rambling about needing a vet and the other place didn't have one and please tell me they DID and theirs weren't at lunch too) two techs ran out, he was barely breathing, only a little blood in his mouth, and going glassy eyed.

The vet met us inside, looked at him, checked for a heartbeat, touched his eye, and said "Im so sorry, your dog's gone." this was at 1210.

They did try to assure me that he more than likely never felt a thing, and that it wouldn't have mattered if we lived next door to a vet, as fast as he passed away.

I had to run back to work, since I left everything, he took him on home. I didn't say good bye in the vets office, I wanted to do it in our own yard. Philip, though, didn't want me to see him like that again, and in the 15-20 minutes time difference it took for me to come back here and get my stuff, and go on home, he already had him covered, almost fully buried. I know he did it to spare me, and I have not told him it hurts not to have gotten to hug him and kiss him and tell him I love him and goodbye.

Mya keeps looking for him, barking for us to take her out, only to run straight to the truck and jump up sniffing(They never rode in the truck, it's not big enough, but she smelled him there) The last two mornings, when she and I have gotten up, she's run straight to the back door barking.. and I swear she keeps glaring at us, like we've done something to him and we'd best bring him back.

Magnum was my love bug. I traveled 4 hours one way to pick him up, and 4 hrs back. It was a fight in the beginning to keep him. B/c he had a few issues, that caused problems with Philip and I. He needed more time than Mya did to settle in, and it was a trying period. But I never gave up on him, I knew he just needed time, loving and consistency and it paid off. He had quit pottying in the house, which was the biggest issue we fought about, and also quit panicking when we left the room. Thankfully we only have to replace two crates and one set of blinds.

He'd obviously had prior training, although we don't know where he came from. He walked like a perfect gentleman on a leash as long as Mya wasn't with him, he never, not one single time jumped up on one of us. He had a beautiful gait, I loved to watch him trot around the yard. I also loved, when philip played with them with a toy on a string(I wasn't tall enough, lol, I tried, they about knocked me over) he would wait for the perfect moment, then jump up almost to the ceiling, he just had so much grace, but he also, at times, had NO grace, lol.

He loved riding in the car with me, both of them went just about everywhere with me on the weekends, but I remember a couple times, he tried to jump in the back,at the exact same moment as mya and landed on the ground. And a couple times he ran after a toy and hit the wall head on.

He was as attached to me as my shadow is. Most days if I stood up to walk to the trash can(5 feet away) he'd be right behind me. Some days he would lay there and watch me, and if I left his sight, he'd come running, as if he was sure the house had eaten me, lol.

And he was the cuddliest dog I've ever had. I think no one told him he weighed close to a hundred pounds, he thought he only weighed maybe 5 and would climb right in my lap if there wasn't room next to me. I laid down on the sofa the other day, he climbed up and stretched out to where he was laying half on me, with his head on my shoulder. He never jumped on the bed without being invited, but oh did he love it when I pat the bed next to me, he'd jump right up and get as close to me as he could. If I went outside with out him, he'd be so close to the door, I'd practically have to shove him out of the way to get back in.

I also adored talking to him. He would **** his head clear to the side, as if he was trying for all the world to figure out what pearls of wisdom I was bestowing upon him. Even if I just happened to be talking about the weather, or what a pretty boy he was, he KNEW whatever I had to say was important, and he would try with all his might to figure out what it was, lol, it used to crack me up.

He was this great big gentle boy who didn't deserve to be taken so young. I used to sit and pet him and watch him, wondering what kind of life he had before we came along. I know I'll never know the answers to all the questions I asked him, some times to myself and sometimes out loud...I wondered had he been happy? loved? taken care of? What must it be like to just be dropped off and abandoned, never to see your people again.

I just wish I could have given him the years of love I promised him the day we brought him home, and it's killing me that it hasn't even been 3 months since I made that promise.


~Rest in peace, my beautiful, darling boy, you were so loved and will be missed for the rest of my life~

[cjauch]

My heart aches for you....

[JerzeyGSD]

[AnnaRiley]

Such a beautiful boy! I am so very sorry for your loss.

[Kurys Mom]

I am so deeply sorry for your loss, how tragic.

[marksmom3]

Magnum was really a beautiful dog. I'm so sorry for your loss.

Magnum.

[srfd44-2]

so sorry for your loss. Magnum seemed like a great dog.

[LukesMom]

I am so sorry for your loss. He was a beautiful boy who knows how much you loved him even if it was a short time.
Run free sweet boy.

[LJsMom]

I am so sorry.

[JakesDogs]

Tears for you and Magnum. ID