Tuesday, June 20, 2006


Mom: [via voicemail] Some bad news about Holden. He hadn’t been eating for the last three of four days. Initially we thought it was maybe because Allie went back to school for summer training. He’s been acting goofy as heck lately, trying to get up on the chairs, even when I was in the room, trying to get down into the basement. Anyway, today he took a nap and I couldn’t get him to get up. I called Dad and he came and took him to the vet. The vet said it looked like he was in some pain and we could try to keep him alive for a couple of months or put him to sleep. Dad decided to put him to sleep. I’m... I'm surprised. I feel really bad about it. So… there’s no more Holden.


Comments:
Poor Holden. :(
 
I'm so sorry for your loss Arnie. Such sad times....
 
Jesus I posted on the last one before reading about Holden, I'm sorry, I don't know what I'd do if I lost Auggie.
I hope things get a little brighter before the end, its getting emotionally tough to deal with these "A Very Special A Year In Pictures..."
(not meaning to be flip)
take care
 
I am so sorry Arnie. I have a huge things for animals, especially dogs. We've had to put three of them to sleep in my lifetime. All tremendously sad experiences.

This post in your blog made me cry.
 
Awww, Holden. Poor thing. I hope your parents are okay. They are empty nesters now. It must be hard.

So sorry, Arnie.
 
R.I.P., Holden.

"May you gnaw eternally from an endless rawhide and lap eagerly from a bottomless toilet."
- Old Irish Blessing
 
shoot man. this made me bawl of course. we lost one of our cats this year (as probably everyone knows since I bascially wept through the streets of Chicago for a week). It's so hard and awful, but, of course, gets better. Cold comfort and all that, I know. Anyway, ugh. I'm sorry to hear this news.
 
My condolences, Arnie. Tried to find a good Holden Caulfield quote for this sad moment. This is the best I could do:

"When I was all set to go, when I had my bags and all, I stood for a while next to the stairs and took a last look down the goddam corridor. I was sort of crying. I don't know why. I put my red hunting hat on, and turned the peak around to the back, the way I liked it, and then I yelled at the top of my goddam voice, 'Sleep tight, ya morons!'"

I never met Holden, but I'll bet he was a pretty cool dude.
 
RIP Holden

My parents put our dog to sleep on Saturday. And they didn't tell me until the next day and I was pretty mad about that cause I didn't think she was sick enough. And my Mom started to regret it, too, wondering if maybe she had months or years left in her. It was not an easy decision.

Anyway, I had this same pain this week, so I definitely feel for you. I hope our dogs are becoming good friends in heaven right now.

--Andrew
 
i'm sorry arnie - this is really horrible. i've never had a pet, but was devastated when my grandparents doggie died. i can only imagine how tough this must be.
 
it's strange when i was getting in the car to go back to school i decided to go back inside and say good bye to holden. Part of me thought it might be the last time i would see him but I just didn't think it would happen this soon. I was in first grade when we got him and i can't imagine going home and him not being there.... at least i got to say goodbye
 
Arnie, I'm sorry Holden had to be put to sleep. I've gone through that, too. You have my condolences.

-Chip
 
Our dog passed three years ago...I still sometimes think I should hear her barking when I pull into the drive. Just be prepared, the first time home is the worst. But just like the passing of an old friend the good memories out last the sadness.
 
Mom: [via e-mail] We got a card in the mail that required us to pay an additional 13 cents today. It was a sympathy card. . . for Holden. . . from the animal clinic's staff that put Holden to sleep. . . and there was a dog with wings on it that you could put on a chain!?!? I'm glad that dad opened it.
 
Sorry about your dog. Pets are so special.
-Kat
Get Back To Him
 
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