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Submitted: Monday, Mar 12, 2007 at 09:32
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Thanks to all of you who replied with such sympathy and kind words, this has given both my daughter and myself a much needed boost.

As for the event itself, I cannot speak highly enough of the compassion and professionalism of the vet and staff, they managed to do what was necessary in a very quiet smooth way that allowed Kirby to not be at all stressed or intimidated in any way, and also allowing my daughter and myself room to be close to kirby if we wished.

I think Kirby had some understanding at the end, because he was calmly looking directly into my eyes at the moment the anaesthetic kicked in, and then simply laid his head down onto my arm.

We laid him to rest in a beautiful place underneath a big old ironbark tree on a friends property at Silvan (a place he loved) to the sound of bellbirds filling the air with their song.

Once again to all of you out there, thank you.

Ross Thomson

PS I have also posted this as a reply at the end of my original thread, to try to make sure this gets to all of you.
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Reply By: Member - bushfix - Monday, Mar 12, 2007 at 09:40

Monday, Mar 12, 2007 at 09:40
that's a wonderful Ross, thanks for telling us.

kind regards,

Jeremy.
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Reply By: Member - Doug T (W.A) - Monday, Mar 12, 2007 at 09:42

Monday, Mar 12, 2007 at 09:42
Ross
Your more than welcome

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Reply By: where2go - Monday, Mar 12, 2007 at 10:10

Monday, Mar 12, 2007 at 10:10
Thank you for letting us know. I have checked back a couple of times to see how you went. Sounds like you are holding up well. Will keep thinking of you.
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Reply By: Wayne - Monday, Mar 12, 2007 at 10:29

Monday, Mar 12, 2007 at 10:29
Sorry to hear about your mate Ross. We have been through it 3 times now and it's a sad old day.

Here's something I tripped over a long time ago that might sum up how we feel about our "Mates"

Cheers, Wayne

"The best friend man has in the world may turn against him and become his enemy. His son, or daughter, that he has reared with loving care may prove ungrateful. Those who are nearest and dearest to us, those whom we trust with our happiness and good name may become traitors to their faith. The money a man has he may lose. It flies away from him, perhaps when he needs it most. A man's reputation may be sacrificed in a moment of ill-considered action. The people who are prone to fall on their knees when success is with us may be the first to throw the stone of malice when failure settles its cloud upon our head.
"The one absolutely unselfish friend that man can have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous, is his dog. A man's dog stands by him in prosperity and poverty, in health and in sickness. He will sleep on the cold ground when the wintry winds blow and the snow drives fiercely, if only to be near his master's side. He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer, he will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounters with the roughness of the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master as if he were a prince.

"When all other friends desert, he remains. When riches take wing, and reputation falls to pieces, he is as constant in his love as the sun in its journey through the heavens.

"If fortune drives his master forth, an outcast in the world, friendless and homeless, the faithful dog asks no higher privilege than that of accompanying him, to guard him against danger, to fight against his enemies,. And when that last scene of all comes, and death takes his master in its embrace and his body is laid away in the cold ground, no matter if all other friends pursue their way, there, by the graveside will the noble dog be found, his head between his paws, his eyes sad, but open in alert watchfulness, faithful and true, even in death."

--Senator George Graham Vest, speaking to a jury about Old Drum, shot in 1869. Johnson County Circuit Court, Warrensburg, Missou
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Reply By: Member - Dunworkin (WA) - Monday, Mar 12, 2007 at 12:53

Monday, Mar 12, 2007 at 12:53
Hi Ross, I like others had checked the other post to see how you fared. Definately a sad time for you and your family. Thanks for letting us know the outcome.

Cheers

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Reply By: On Patrol (Aust.) - Monday, Mar 12, 2007 at 20:16

Monday, Mar 12, 2007 at 20:16
Dear GU Nissan,
I have done what you have 5 times in my life and never once have I said "thats it no more", for the love and companionship they give, I always get strait "back on the bike".

Our house is not a home without a four legged mate around. My current dog is without doubt a true friend as all the others have been.

I will, without doubt, be torn apart again with her passing, but thats the price we have to pay for the love they give, & I will always pay that price for the rewards that it gives.

I have my own pet cemetry out the back and ALL my mates are still with us in that way.

Nothing I can say will change the way you feel right now, but get "back on the bike" mate, thats how i cope.

Colin + (Suzie, Gypsy1 & 2, Shultz & Trixy) also Amber sends a woof.
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Follow Up By: On Patrol (Aust.) - Monday, Mar 12, 2007 at 20:27

Monday, Mar 12, 2007 at 20:27
Ambers birthday party

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Follow Up By: Member - Roachie (SA) - Monday, Mar 12, 2007 at 20:41

Monday, Mar 12, 2007 at 20:41
Ross, you have my sincere condolences too.

I have not had a dog for many years, since I was a kid. The last dog I had was when I was in High School at Narrandera NSW. After I left school at 15, I joined the Nat Bank and not long after that, at age 16, I was transferred to PNG for 18 months. Towards the end of that stint, I was receiving letters over about a 4 month period.....Mum telling me how "Peter" (stupid name for a dog, I know) was getting weaker and sicker all the time.

Eventually I returned home and 15 y/o Peter was on his last legs......the whole family was telling me how he was hanging on to say good-bye to me. It was like he knew I was coming home. So, about 2 days after my return, he went to that big kennel in the sky. Very sad time.

Now, some 36 years later, I still can't bring myself to get a dog (or any other pet). I feel I am depriving my boys of the pleasures I experienced, but the ownership of an animal is too onerous when we live the sort of nomadic lifestyle we do (camping a couple of times a month). Although I love dogs in general, I do not welcome other peoples' pets when I'm camping (especially if they run amuk etc), so I would not consider having a dog to take away on trips with us.

A conundrum which I have thus-far chosen to fix by simply not having a dog again.

I hope you and your daughter can bounce back......a new pup sounds like it might be a good idea.
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