My heart breaks for you all

[medicssiren]

I used to be one of those people who said oh it's just a dog, until Pickles, my little fawn boxer. I was searching for a new pet, looking for a german shepard actually when a friend suggested a boxer. I was leary at first, but our home was so quiet since the death of our great dane, Blade(which I loved dearly,but he had a good long life and even though I miss him,I have no regrets.), so I said why not? I told my husband I'm getting a boxer puppy and his name is going to be "Pickles". I brought him home and my husband tried not to get attached, as he was so devastated at the loss of Blade. However, Pickles would have none of that. My husband said even on a blue day Pickles could make you smile.
He went everywhere with me. I couldn't even bathe without him. He would climb up on the side of the tub and hold his paws in the water. He took every step I took. When I got home from work he launched his whole body into my little firebird and into my lap before I could get out. He hopped through the yard like a bullfrog making us all laugh. He loved chasing butterflies.
Tragically I lost him when he was only six months old. He was in our field chasing butterflies when a careless driver veered off the road and hit him and then they kept going.
My husband tried to get him to the vet,but he didn't make it. I was at work and it just makes it so much harder, because if he really had to go I would have liked to have been with him. There is a huge hole missing from my heart, he was like my baby. I miss
him so much. And to know he died senselessly and so young.
I do have a new baby named Simba. He is helping to heal my heart. When did I become human and decide it wasn't just a dog? When I got a boxer, a boxer named Pickles.
Simba is also a Male fawn boxer like Pickles was, only their markings are reversed.
I tried to choose one that wouldn't look so much like Pickles, because I didn't want to catch myself comparing them. The day I went to pick one out Simba walked right up and
grabbed me by the pant leg and wouldn't let go. I guess he picked me. And you know what's weird Simba is terrified of a car, he runs to the door when one passes the house. It's kind of like he was meant for me and Pickles is letting him know to avoid moving vehicles, even when your'e in your yard. Thanks so much for letting me poor my heart out.

[DyckDogs]

I am so sorry that you lost your baby Pickles. He was so young.
I know how hard it can be to lose your baby so unexpectedly.

Your Pickles will always watch out for you in spirit.
He'll tug at your heart strings unexpectedly, and you will know it was him.
When that butterfly flitters past you, you will know that Pickles is also chasing one at the bridge. His world now will be full of beautiful butterfly's.

It may always bring tears to your eyes when you think of how he tragically passed on. But you will always know how much love he felt until he left this earth. And you will always know how much he loved you.
He will be waiting for you at the bridge. His little nub tail wagging at the sight of you.

I think that Pickles was nudging Simba on when Simba pulled on your pant leg and wouldn't let go. I'm sure Pickles was saying "that's a good one!".

Godspeed Pickles. I know you are having a blast at the bridge with all our babies (and the butterfly's).

[SherylM]

When did I become human and decide it wasn't just a dog? When I got a boxer


Very well said. What a wonderful tribute to Pickles. RIP sweet boy.

[atlasmom911]

I am so sorry you lost your baby. Godspeed sweet .

[GDOGS1]

so sorry for your loss of pickles,Godspeed sweet little angel and run forever free



MoM & DaD of GDOGS 8/18/05 Brindle,Docked,Floppy and full of Zest

[Gruntsmom]

I'm so very sorry you lost your puppy, Pickles. To lose him at such a young age and in such tragic way is very sad. It doesn't take long to fall totally in love, Boxers are so unique and have a special way of connecting with the best part of us. It's wonderful you opened up your hearts and home to another puppy - Pickles knew your love, and the perfect little Boxer to help you laugh again. Run free, Sweet Little Pickles. Watch over your mom and dad and your new little furbrother, Simba.

[joeys mom]

sorry about your baby pickles, may he always be with you and your family watching, wiggling and waiting to see you at the bridge.

[angleheart]

Chasing butterflies...what a way to go So sorry about your loss of Pickles. It's true, once you go Boxer, you never go back I know that Simba will help you and your husband heal. Afterall, Simba has Pickles to thank for his wonderful new family in that he allowed you to know the love a Boxer, and that is a most special gift from Pickles to you. He will never be forgotten. RIP sweet Pickles

[bucca]

im so sorry for your loss of pickles i hope simba brings you many years of love and laughter.

[Murp.mm]

I'm so very sorry about Pickles.