Our grand old man is at peace...

Rainbow Bridge

The Rainbow Bridge is the theme of a work of poetic prose written some time between 1980 and 1992, whose original creator is unknown. The theme is of an other-worldly place to which a pet goes upon its death, eventually to be reunited with its owner.
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    Our grand old man is at peace...

    We relucantly had to have Mick pts yesterday morning.  I can see him romping and playing with his friends Karl (my best friend's first Rottweiler), Rocky (the Golden we used to babysit), and our friend's dear sweet yellow Lab, Rosey. HE CAN BREATHE!! Austin (our grand son who died of SIDS at 1 week old) now has "Uncle" Mick to pet and play with like his little sister, Samantha did here. And Grandpa is there to blow in his nose and play with him, too.   Oh, how Mick loved my father!
    Run free sweet, dear old man.
    Michelob December 17, 1990- July 5, 2006
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    I'm so sorry...and that just seems so damned "not enough".  If you need to talk, pm me.  Your family is in our thoughts and prayers.
     
    Run free sweet boy!
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    Oh gosh, I'm so sorry.  How heartbreaking for you, you are in my thoughts.
     
    Kate
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    MicksMom, I am sorry to hear of your loss.  Run free now, Mick, with your loved ones.
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    I'm so sorry for your loss but it sounds like he'll have some wonderful new companions that will be happy to see him.  Run free Mick.
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    I am so very sorry for your loss.  Run free, Mick [sm=angel.gif]
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    I know hes having a blast at the bridge... Run free Mick!
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    I'm so sorry. *hug*
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    Sue, I'm so sorry and surprised to read about Mick.  I didn't realize he had failed recently.  I know he had LP and some other senior issues.  I also know from your posts that he was a very special  member of your family. I always appreciated the words you shared with me when we were trying to keep Tonka comfortable.  My heart goes out to you.
     
    To Mick:  you were a noble and stoic boy - I know you would really find a friend in my Tonka.  If you would look for him, he will be happy to greet you.  I hope you can climb a beautiful grassy knoll together, with lots of energy and no coughing.  Once you reach the top, you can have a gentlemanly chat, and take deep, full breaths of the crisp air around you.  And if you are so inclined, you can seranade everyone with a duet of full barks, as loudly as you used to do when you were young.  Tonka wasn't much of a barker, but I know he would like to hear his voice now that LP isn't afflicting him.  Run free, Mick [sm=angel.gif]
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    Oh, no. . .I also didn't know Mick wasn't doing well.  I'm so sorry, I felt like I knew him well from your posts. 

    Run free, Mick, find that Tonka dog! 
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    Oh no!  I haven't been to i-dog in ages, but I didn't realize he had gotten down, either.  I'm so sorry, Mick was one of my favorites, he always looked so dignified.
     
    God speed, Mick.  Run free!
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    Sorry to hear that you've lost your old friend.  [sm=sad.gif]
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    Oh no, how awful for you.  I'm so sorry; it's never enough time.
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    its my belief that only happy pup live to an age like this...be proud you gave him a good life..you will see him again someday...
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    Thank you everyone for your soothing words  Mick had lost so much muscle from the LP and DM that his body just couldn't support him any longer.  The warm, humid weather we've been having only added to the problem with the LP.  It was so bad that the poor old guy just laid down in the driveway Tuesday evening instead of peeing.  That was after being carried down stairs (where the AC is), and out the door.  While his mind didn't betray him, his frail body did.
     
    Mick was such a big part of the family, and touched so many people outside of the family.  I'm almost dreading when school opens because so many kids and staff asked about him every day.  The hardest is going to be one of our special needs friends (she is in the class we visited the 2004-06 school year).  She can barely talk, yet every day this past year, she'd stop me in the hall or on the playground and say Mmmkee (how she said Mickey).  At first I would tell her he was home, and put my head on my hands as I said sleeping.  Next thing I know she was telling me, "Mmmkee, Home", and making the gesture for sleeping that I did. I have to say, of all the kids Mick saw at school over the years, I think she was his favorite.  They both lit up like Christmas trees when they saw each other this past year.  And Mick would try to run down the hall to her (not that he could, but he tried).  This is the same child who wouldn't come near Mick duirng our first couple of visits.  She wouldn't even hold her para's hand if the para was petting Mick with the other one.  By our 4th visit, she was sitting near Mick.  Next thing I knew, she was petting him, spritzing water in his mouth when he started panting, and walking him to the door when our visit was over.  Her mother told me in the fall that she talked about Mick at home, and treated their own dog so much nicer since meeting Mick.  That was something I never expected.  Hopefully she will understand when I tell her Mick is sleeping in Heaven.  Sorry for all the babbling!
     
    Tracy, I've been thinking about you.  I didn't realize you had changed your log in name, and was worried we'd all lose touch with you.  I'm sure Mick and Tonka are complaining to each other about how we wouldn't let them do some things because of their problems.  I'm so glad they are both free to run and play again.
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