• Pirate

    280_Pirate_4_edited_edited-1When Pirate came to me, he was, for lack of a better phrase, sick as a dog. He had virtually every ailment you could imagine, including one dry eye which influenced his name. But that didn’t hold him back for long because within a month he was up and running around the yard and barking at his brothers and sister. The fact that nothing could hold him back and that he liked to knock down the gates put up to keep him out of parts of the house earned him the nickname “Tank.” He would have been with me six years on June 21st but it was not to be. Pirate had developed stomach disease and probable Cushing’s, resulting in severe seizures. The doctors worked hard to get them under control but it became clear that my boy was suffering too much and would not be made whole again. He was helped to the Rainbow Bridge on June 15th at approximately 14 years of age.

    Pirate left many fond memories. He probably didn’t interact with dogs much before I took him in so his social skills were awkward to say the least. He loved to bark and jump at the other dogs as if to say “Hey, I want to play but don’t know how!” He also loved tug-of-war. I don’t think he ever lost a game. Pirate designated himself “Official Ear Cleaner” and the other dogs would snuggle up to him for their regular licking. He wasn’t a typical doxie that would take up the entire bed. He loved the big bed but knew how to share and seemed to like to have his own side. He was my gentle giant, not a mean bone in his body. He will be missed very much until we are all together again.

    June 6, 2015 / admin / Comments Off on Pirate

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